When did “we’ll get Thai” mean “be home by 7.30”?

This is your very standard and classic story of misunderstanding between the planets of Venus and Mars.

It’s the party season.  Invitations to Christmas celebrations are rampant.  Particularly when you’re the people’s favourite accountant.  The accountant in question was indeed invited to one such event that was to be followed by a night of bar-hopping and carousing in the city.  As you do when 47 and married with two children. 

The long-suffering partner (LSP) of said accountant gave permission willingly – seeing this as an opportunity to escape the ball and chain that is the oven/stove and joyfully informed co-workers about the plan to “fish and chips” the kids while “Thai’ing” herself out.

At the Friday arvo tennis lesson LSP was informed of a change of plan.  The accountant can’t be bothered to attend the party.  Strange?  Extraordinary?  Hmmmmm.

To cut a really long story short, on interrogation it was established that when the LSP said “we’ll get thai”, the accountant heard – “be home at 7.30”?  I get that his industry is a numbers game but does anyone, anyone, have a rational explanation?

No, I didn’t think so.