The First “My Old Man” Story

3 Aug

i did it.

i referred to Sir as “My Old Man” in a vanilla setting.

Here’s what happened.

It was a young man i’ve known for ages, i’ll call him Dylan.  He’s actually a friend of my daughter’s, so he’s in his mid-thirties, and i’ve known him since he was one of the teenagers who hung out in my basement years ago.  

We were having the going away thing for my daughter, and he’s there.  He’s also very easy-going and tolerant of other people’s eccentricities, having a few of his own, so i figure, sort of impulsively, that he’d be a good person to try it out on.

i introduce him to Sir, “This is Dylan, who i’ve known forever,”  and turning toward Dylan, i say, trying to sound incredibly casual, “And this is my old man.”

Well, Dylan’s face goes through some rapid changes ~ 

     ~ WHAT DID SHE JUST SAY?????????????

~No, she couldn’t have said…

~ But she did, I heard her, that is what she said


~ omg, omg what the hell am I 

supposed to do with my face now?

And somewhere in the middle of it, i get so uncomfortable, i giggle, shoulder-bump Sir, glance at him adoringly, and  say, “Isn’t that right, Darlin’?”  

And then to Dylan, still laughing, i say, “Sorry, private joke.”

At which his face falls into lines of relief and i can see him deciding not to even speculate on what THAT was about.


i want to use it around Sir’s friends, who are less likely to be shocked ~ the redneck ones that He’s know since He was a kid, that is.

In the meantime, this morning, i called Him “Old Man,” just casually.  Like, “Well, Old Man, i gotta go, you have a good day…”  He looked  a little surprised, but i’m sure He’ll get used to it…   


P.S.  Thanks for all the love and support ~ i could actually feel it yesterday…  They got off safely and i’m ok.  Thank you all.

15 Responses to “The First “My Old Man” Story”

  1. mouse August 3, 2012 at 11:36 am #

    OMG that’s hysterical. When we discussed how we should refer to each other in public settings mouse through “old man” out there. He said that was fine, so long as mouse didn’t mind being called, “old lady.”

    It kinda stopped it. Bawhahahahaa


    • sin August 3, 2012 at 8:18 pm #

      I’m kind of with Omega on this. I would expect to get “old lady” in return.

      • aisha August 4, 2012 at 2:08 pm #

        Dear Sin,

        Um, no. And really, it’s “ole man,” southern style, or think Neil Young.



    • aisha August 4, 2012 at 2:07 pm #

      Hey, Mouse!

      i’m so glad to see you back!!

      And glad i amused you!

      No, old lady is not on the table, thank goodness. i think it would more likely tbe “my woman,” which doesn’t sound all bad. In fact, i kind of like the possessiveness of it.

      hugs, and welcome back!


  2. vanillamom August 3, 2012 at 12:42 pm #

    laughing at this, and at mouse’s comment. I think “my old man” has a different connotation than that of “old man”…but that’s just me. (and laughing, laughing)



    • aisha August 4, 2012 at 2:09 pm #

      Hey, ‘Nilla,

      Yes, i think you’re right… it’s the possessive aspect, i think. Laughing… glad you’re enjoying this too.


  3. Conina August 3, 2012 at 1:26 pm #

    Oh that’s too funny. I love the “omg, omg, what the hell am I supposed to do with my face now?”

    • aisha August 4, 2012 at 2:10 pm #

      Hey, Conina,

      i know, it cracked me up too, poor guy… lol


  4. Joyce August 3, 2012 at 2:23 pm #

    Thank you for the enjoyable chuckles! The teens still act somewhat like teens even though they are much older now. Daughter had a party for close friends at our home during her 10 year high school reunion weekend. Hubby and I went out for some of the evening. When we returned and walked in, two young men (we’d known since middle school) hid their beers and turned a bit red to be caught drinking.


    • aisha August 4, 2012 at 2:12 pm #

      Hi, Joyce,

      That’s funny, and i can easily imagine it! We have (grown) kids come by the house sometimes who are a little shocked that we haven’t perserved everything as it was back in their day.

      “Gosh, the bathroom sure looks different…”

      That cracks me up too.


  5. Wordwytch August 4, 2012 at 1:16 am #

    That’s a riot! I love it when we can stymie people. Even better when it’s family. My dad doesn’t know what to call Wolf since we aren’t married, but live together. So he’s always stumbling over it. “This is my daughter and…. her… partner” Best part is that we were with him when he had some surgery done a week or so ago and the nurse blythely said, “Can your daughter and son-in-law come in now?” He sputtered. He froze. It was wonderful. 🙂

    • aisha August 4, 2012 at 2:13 pm #

      Hey, Wordwytch,

      That’s funny. i can imagine his discomfort – and your amusement!


      • Wordwytch August 5, 2012 at 12:51 am #

        It was so worth it!

  6. Mick August 4, 2012 at 6:36 am #

    • aisha August 4, 2012 at 2:37 pm #

      Dear Mick,

      Great minds…



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