Oops!

I guess I should be upset or something.  I think that's the correct emotion to have...but I choose to think it's funny instead.  Here is the scene last night: my roommate was making dinner and I was being good company in the kitchen.

Me: So, anything new so far this week? (I hadn't seen her since Monday)

Roommate: (chopping carrots) Um, I don't think so.  Oh!  I almost forgot, I totally outed you to Bible Chick.  I thought she knew.

Me: (laughing) Ok, random.  How did this come up?

Roommate: Well she asked how you were and what you were up to.  I said you were good, still seeing CLF and her eyes were all, "seeing who?" and I realized she didn't know.  I mean, it's public knowledge at this point, I figured you had either forgotten to tell her, or hadn't gotten around to it yet.  So yeah, she knows and probably will be calling you so be prepared.

Me: Good to know.

[End scene]

I think I'm supposed to be mad/upset.  I mean there is that tiny-itty-bitty rule that you never out anyone, but really...it was hilarious.  She was just so matter-of-fact like, "Oh we were out of laundry detergent so I bought some when I was at Harris Teeter.  Just wanted to let you know so you didn't go buy more." that even if I was offended I couldn't stay upset.  I called Bible Chick that night and set up a time to hang out next week...I'm 100% sure I'll have something to write after THAT meeting.  I mean, I didn't label her Bible Chick on here for nothing...