For some context, my buddy that I had made friends with back in 2014 in Iowa, who was now living outside of Orlando, Florida, had invited me to crash at his place for a weekend to attend a Red bull BC One event. Where breakdancers compete to qualify for the natty rounds.
This was back in 2022. I said 'absolutely, I'd be down.'
I would be flying out from CID in Iowa and into MCO in Orlando the Friday before the event. All I needed was a ride and my buddy said that his wife would be able to pick me up, as he was going to be working in his home office at the time I were to land.
I said that that'd be okay and I'll be looking out for her vehicle.
I arrive in MCO, communicating with him that I was ready for pick-up and he told me to look out for her car outside the terminal.
I spot her, get inside and we roll.
She asked me how the flight went, how I was, how it was back home in Iowa. I said everything went well, yadda yadda.
About 20 minutes into the drive, we were on the topic of the traffic in the city.
This is where my bad ear intrepets things wrong..
As we were slowing down in traffic(it was 11 in the morning at this point) I had understood this from her dictation,
—
It's not even Russian
...
The convo up to this point went smoothly, with no awkward breaks or anything.
...
I took about 3 to 4 seconds to try to comprehend and reply to her statement.
...What happened?
I responded.
She repeated, "It's not even rush hour!"
"Ohhhh ha, I thought you said it wasn't even Russian."
We both laugh out loud at my misinterpretation.
Anyway, we get to the house and my buddy was still in a meeting and would be out in 20 minutes to greet me.
We finally see each other for the first time, after his call, since my last visit to their house back in 2019.
We catch up, come up with some ideas for the night. He wanted to host by making moscow mules. With the copper mugs and their homegrown mint leaves out in the garden. Never have tried that drink, but I was in their home and wanted to try whatever they had to offer!
As we were in the kitchen, with our drinks in hand, my friend's wife decided to just blurt out....
It's not even Russian
I looked at her for a sec, took me about 2 seconds register what she meant by that, then I said out loud–
Oh yeah, haha
Husband looks at the both of us, baffled–
??
She then says,
Oh, its an inside joke
I look back at my homie and all I see is him taking a sip from the copper mug, squinting his eyes at the both of us....
When I say things got awkward..man..lemme tell ya.
I didn't even wanna say anymore at that point. I didn't want to be like, 'Nothing happened between us' or anything..but I definitely felt that shift in energy in him.
Like SHE JUST picked me up a few hours ago and she's bringing up our inside joke in front of her husband just outta the blue.
Not too sure what happened in the bedroom between them that night, but he was adamant on taking me back to the airport after the event was over....