There’s “Um, this joke is not funny”.
And then there’s "Oh no, this joke made me so embarrassed that I was unable enjoy the rest of the night and I’m still so upset about it that I started a thread about it ".
The first reaction is within the spectrum of normal, IMO. The second is not and sounds like someone who has an anxiety disorder would say. This is not an attack, just an opinion.
What **MOL **said.
ETA: And ywtf.
Is this reverse psychology?
I’d like to think that life means more than that.
What is funny are the people so upset over other people being upset over a situation purposefully designed to be upsetting. I know I’m laughing.
Someone’s upset?
I’m mad as hell! :mad:
For the love of god, woman, get some gin in you before you hit somebody.
If I pulled the “party’s tomorrow” routine, I wouldn’t be doing it to glory in the embarrassment of my guest. I love the bit after the “faked you out!” reveal when both parties are now in on the joke and you laugh together - that always feels like a bonding moment to me. What can I say? I’m a huge fan of the Tell-An-Obvious-Lie-Deadpan school of comedy.
Sure.
But in this case it wasn’t obvious at all. I could very well have had the party date wrong and in fact really was standing at their front door, uninvited/unexpected.
And you’re not going to take it anymore?
I should use this joke (bad as it is, it is still better than 99% of my own material) to weed out people I want to be associated with. If this is distress causing, we ain’t gonna get along because 90% of my statements are going to be sarcastic, facetious, or both, and I will constantly try to get you to fall for exaggerations, and expect the same in return.
Oh please. “Come on in and have a beer” is not intended as a joke at the offeree’s expense. It’s an offer of refreshment, which is exactly what a host is supposed to do.
I suppose if my example had been “Have a soda,” you’d rant about how the person could be a diabetic, or “Have a glass of milk” could be offensive to the lactose-intolerant, or “Can I get you a glass of water” might be promoting hyponatremia. Give me a small break.
Heyheyhey now, just because you have crippling social anxiety doesn’t mean you agree with the OP. The jokes were fine, though the first was poorly executed and the second was probably crossing the line unless there’s more to it (like a really elaborate setup to allow as many people to catch on as possible). Really, those types of jokes aren’t even worth it unless you did something to actually consciously set it up, “great, you’re fucking with me about coming to the wrong location at the wrong time, thanks, really.” It’s not that good of humor, what that type of joke is meant for is when you spend an hour and a half convincing someone John F Kennedy kept a trained rabbit circus in the White House and then tell them when they’re about to leave if they don’t catch on, at least then you actually put effort into setting up the embarrassment.
Also, isn’t like 2/3ds of worthwhile humor at someone’s expense? I guess it may be a faux pas to do it on someone you don’t know that well, but it’s hardly the end of all evil acts. Granted that even if I do have social anxiety this is still coming from a certified deadpan snarker…
Not all social interactions, all social events. There’s a difference. A social interaction is any communication between people. A social affair is an event, that requires prior planning and effort, and primarily involves socialization. A dance, a party, a reunion, a lunch (i.e. hey, we’re all grabbing lunch). Is it really so unbelievable that a large segment of society genuinely fears screwing up at these things?
Is it really so unbelievable that a guy who shows up on the wrong night for a party at the home of people he hardly knows might stand there on the front porch feeling extremely awkward and embarrassed?
I think you misunderstand pedescribe; he is on your side.
Look, I sense a lot of enabling going down in this thread. Dripping, listen. It is ok to feel awkward and embarrassed if you show up on the wrong night for a party. If it ever happens, try to laugh it off and state your embarrassment right out. It is empowering. I fell down at work. “Oh my god! I fell! I am so embarrassed!” and laughed along with my co-workers.
It is also ok if you feel awkward and embarrassed if you are tricked for a few seconds into thinking you showed up on the wrong day. But it is wrong to find the prankster (I hesitate to even call it a prank, it is so common and mild) a bad guy, or unsuitable friend material over it. And it is a bit over the top to let it cast a pall on your evening causing you to actually leave early.
ETA: Not that all pranks are ok. If he would have opened the door while you are using the bathroom and took a picture, or told all the guests, “Look at Dripping!” then I can understand that ruining your evening to the point where you write this kind of asshole off. As it stands, he just seems like a bad comedian instead of a raging asshole.
Apparently it is, having read the thread.
Someone said that it’s like they’re living in a different world. Yes. Exactly, but for you. When I read your posts, Shot from Guns, and MeanOldLady…I’m baffled. I don’t get how you people seem to instantaneously get each others jokes, and toss around language without fear or worry. We have a different frame of reference from you all. And we do not like being treated like we’re all mentally ill, or have crippling disorders. That just makes it harder. It’s not that complicated, really. Some people have trouble laughing at themselves. Some people need space when they are social. Typically, we tend to warm up after a bit if you don’t taunt us and pressure us, or treat us like we’re crazy. And then we become not that different from you.
Seriously. 20, 30 minutes into a party, it’s like I’m a completely different person. Your kind of person. And when I’m not…that other person is unreachable. Humans are weird. 
No, you sound just like me.
Only if I were still dripping. 
I’m sorry, but I laughed out loud reading this. It’s bad enough that you fell. That right there tingles my funny bone every time. But you verbalizing your inner narrative at the same time? If I were your coworkers, I might have peed myself.
God, I’m so evil.