Comedy of Errors

Here is true story that happened yesterday,

A colleague of mine walked into my cubicle with another batchmate. She handed me an innocent looking envelope. Wait a min..whats this OMG it was her wedding card. Thats awsome I said.

As they were busy giving an invite to my cubical mate, who is also our batch mate, I browsed thorough the invite. Mainly looking for the time and place of the wedding as I could go and pork out some good food for free :) And then when I turned my attention to the other minor details like her HuB-2-B's name i was in a quandary, her Hubby to be's name was Prax and so was the guy's name who tagged along with her....I looked at the guy and tried to read his expression..was he the groom? he didn't appear very sad...naah couldnt be him...but then again why did he come with her?

My brains raced back to these rumors we had during our training at Mysore...it goes like this -- when a guy from our company marries a gal from our company they get 500Gs or something like that...Now haven't these guys figured out that that was just a rumor started by some guy with a fertile imagination...

Anyways coming back to the story, now I almost congratulated this guy but decide to hold back. I decided to wait for later lets wish him BRO style (which is basically a guy thing and to an onlooker would appear to be just verbal and sometimes physical abuse) Now comes the best part, they also gave the invite to my cubicle mate. As they left I asked this pal of mine whether he was thinking what I was thinking and YES he was just as duvidha as I was.

We decided to check out with another common friend to lay to rest our suspicions. We pinged her and asked. And THEN his extn started buzzing.. DAMN who was it now? People have the most annoying habit of calling when they shouldn't. The pal picked up the phone and his face turned a shade of purple...???

You alright doode? I asked as he kept the receiver. It was the guy who was according to us HUBBY2B and guess what he wasn't. I can't mention the exact details of the conversation if I do that then Blogger might mark my post as "unsuitable" for "certain" people. It was nearing six and so we decide not to risk our lives by lingering in office. Now, get out of my way you fool.....I am running for my life here