2 Summers back i nearly had a tear up at a garden party for saying "your welcome treacle"
To the female half of a couple who thanked me for stepping aside in the kitchen to let them pass.She wasn't bothered at all.But her partner decided i had called her a tart...
I apologised several times, but he got more lairy. Even other people including two ladies joined in to say i had meant nothing of the sort. I let myself down a bit after that with what i said to him, and he told me he had no intention of going outside to discuss it with an oiky thug like me, so decided it was better to leave...I returned 2 minutes later ,marched in picked up my previously forgotten of ale and left again.My mate reckons it was one of the funniest things he'd seen.I rang the fella who's party to say sorry,but he would have none of it.He told me the bloke was a notorious bully in the Jazz scene(the people at the party were mainly Jazz people),and he always starts on someone,he just picked the wrong person that night.Made me feel better.
I have since decided not to rise above my social station and now only socialize with my own fellow oiks