Date: Wed, 11 May 94 13:04:36 PDT
Subject: Editor's Nightmare
Forwarded-by: elshaw@MIT.EDU (Libby Shaw)
From: last week's New York Times.
SHIPS IN THE NIGHT
by Lawrence Bush
I had only just arrived at the club when I bumped into Roger. After
we had exchanged a few pleasantries, he lowered his voice and asked,
"What do you think of Martha and I as a potential twosome?"
"That," I replied, "would be a mistake. Martha and me is more like it."
"You're interested in Martha?"
"I'm interested in clear communication."
"Fair enough," he agreed. "May the best man win." Then he sighed.
"Here I thought we had a clear path to becoming a very unique couple."
"You couldn't be a very unique couple, Roger."
"Oh? And why is that?"
"Martha couldn't be a little pregnant, could she?"
"Say what? You think that Martha and me..."
"Martha and I."
"Oh." Roger blushed and set down his drink. "Gee, I didn't know."
"Of course you didn't," I assured him. "Most people don't."
"I feel very badly about this."
"You shouldn't say that: I feel bad..."
"Please, don't," Roger said. "If anyone's at fault here, it's me!"
© 1994 Peter Langston