The other day, my roommate added me to a group chat and asked if I would be interested in joining a bocce ball league that costs $60 and meets at a brewery. I wanted to reply all, “Do you even know me?”
Admittedly, this is my new roommate. She has yet to commit to heart that I don’t do sports (I honestly don’t know what bocce ball is; I’m imagining backyard croquet, which I had to Google Image to remind myself of the word “croquet); I don’t drink beer; and I’m a cheapskate.
But I couldn’t say this in a group of people I didn’t know. Except I did.
“Thanks for the invite, but I think I’ll pass,” I wrote. “I’ve never done an intramural team and don’t like beer… Lol.”Read More