Second Time’s the Harm

Some years ago, a coworker of mine (Alan) was planning his wedding. Another coworker asked him during coffee break how all the plans were going.

Alan: “Not great, actually. We’ve gotten back a bunch of ‘No’ RVSPs, so we’re going to have to send out a second batch of invitations.” *Looking around at all of us.* “So, keep an eye on your mail.”

I could feel my eyebrows shoot up into my hairline. Judging by my friend Tammy’s face, she was thinking the same thing I was.

When break was over, I asked Tammy, somewhat facetiously:

Me: “If you get an invitation to his wedding next week, will you RSVP ‘Yes’?”

Tammy: *Grimly.* “Not a chance. There’s nothing quite like being told to your face that you’re on the B List.”

The funny thing is, Alan had no idea he’d just offended a bunch of people!

Oh, and in case you’re wondering, I never got an invitation at all. Guess that made me the C List.