I went to a party a few weeks ago and after milling around for a bit I stepped to the middle of the room, pulled out my wallet, flopped it open like cops do on TV, and held it over my head. In a loud, commanding voice I said, “TIME POLICE, EVERYONE BACK TO THEIR OWN ERA!”
Of course I was kidding. I’m not really with the Time Police. I don’t even have a badge. But it must have sounded convincing because six or eight people looked over to me with a baleful, ‘oh, not again’ look and vanished with a tight popping sound, leaving behind only small, greasy stains on the carpet.
I regretted it almost at once as it seemed my little joke had cut short some interesting conversations and a couple of promising pick-ups. Belatedly it occurred to me that those people would have been the most enjoyable to talk with. Indeed, the party soon began to lose steam and the guests started to leave.
The hostess made me stay after to clean up the grease stains, but this worked out for the best as it allowed me to polish off the half-empty beers left by the party-goers.
A word to the wise; if you are going to do this, check the bottles for cigarette butts before drinking.
So, anything like this ever happen to you? A joke gone awry? Please share.