I need to give a bit of backstory on this one. The bar I currently work at is called "The Midnight Mine". On one of my first shifts, about two years ago, I noticed a beautiful blonde girl, and asked a couple of my co-workers about her.
I was told in no uncertain terms to not mess with her, as she was 'Brian's girl', and a friend of most of the employees. Her name is Steff.
I eventually met Brian, and introduced myself so: "Hey, Brian. Nice to meet you. I'm the new guy. Let me tell you how well the people around here have your back – when I first saw Steff I asked about her, and the other people here told me not to even ask!"
Brian was totally cool about it – "Hey man, I take it as a compliment. She's beautiful and awesome. Nice to meet you!"
A year and a few months later, Brian and I have become
not quite friends, but friendly. Brian's the only other regular who plays the Ramones on the jukebox, besides me. He works at the bar on occasion, and it turns out that Steff and I have some friends in common, so we all get along. But Brian has never forgotten my original comment.
One day recently he drops by the bar, a little giddy and drunk.
"ALEX!!!" he yells, "You're outta luck, buddy! I asked Steff to marry me and she said yes! We're getting married!"
"Aww, I ain't outta luck yet, buddy" I reply, "Half of all marriages end in divorce!"
Brian looked shocked that I would say such a thing.
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. and the other half end in death. Good luck with that!" I follow up, smiling.
Then he laughed, and gave me a hug.
I love it when people get my sense of humor.
-Alex in Alaska