Alex and I went to a party a couple weeks ago. It was our first social outing since we moved to Denver. It was also one of our first social outings since we got married half a year ago because let’s be real– neither of us really like to leave the house and interact with other humans. So the stakes were high.
Alex knew the host of the party, but none of the other guests. We’d promised to bring a bottle of wine, which we did a great job of buying but a not-so-great job of actually bringing with us. This offered an opportunity for me to have an immediate ice breaker when I walked in the door.
“Hi! So great to meet you. We bought a bottle of wine but left it at home. So we’re probably just going to drink it by ourselves later tonight.”
A couple hours later– after drinking all the wine everyone else remembered to bring– I snuck off to use the restroom.