Blonde moments

We all have them.

Last night, I was at a pub (well, technically a seafood) quiz evening. Which my team won... just have to throw that out there. And yes, we're general-knowledging gimps.

I digress.

One of the questions was: which two countries have recently been added to the EU?
After some muttered deliberation, the quizmaster repeats the question: Which two countries have been added to the European Union?

"Oooh!" shrieks my brother's girlfriend, "that's a clue! Now we know they're European!"

It may come as no surprise to learn that her team came last, by a fairly substantial margin.
(Disclaimer: I'm allowed to call her a dumbass because I always make a habit of mocking people I adore. Kisses La-la!)

Aaaaanyway, it got me thinking about other dumbass comments that have said...

Like me recounting this same story to a colleague at work today, and her jumping in with an enthusiastic "Oh, which country was it? Spain? Oh... maybe not" as I stared at her in mouth-gaping silence.

Is our knowledge of Europe really so shocking?

Another dear friend who has been the source of hours of entertainment, was watching the weather report on Sky news when she commented that she can never figure out where London is in the 3D map on the screen... "Well," I replied, "you're looking at a map of Italy for a start..."

Precious.

Of course, I am not without fault. Just this weekend, I saw two gentlemen strolling down the road wearing their yamulkas so I decided to wish them Happy Ramadan.

"It's roshashana, you idiot," my mother informed me.

I really should brush up on my religious knowledge then. Fortunately, the gentlemen in question didn't hear any of this, so it didn't get too awkward...