A wholesome local bloke in his early thirties is reportedly still calling his mate’s parents by their title and surnames despite having known them for well over a decade now.
Martin Greer, 33, was sighted taking his shoes off at the door, and sheepishly making his way to the couch in order to seat himself sensibly, and wait for his friend to come downstairs.
“I don’t know if it’s weird or cute at this point,” comments “Mrs. Harrison”, 57, mother of the mate in question. “I keep insisting him to call me Judy but it hasn’t seemed to take.”
“Yeah, it’s definitely weird now,” says “Mr. Harrison”, 59, father of the mate. “I gave up maybe eight, nine years ago. Just one of those things that won’t change, like those Got Talent shows being a cringey sobfest, and Red Rooster being a bit of a gross option.”
Greer has since relaxed his stance on the nomenclature, opting for a more casual “Mr/Mrs. H”. The verdict is still out on whether his wholesome nature will dilute itself over time, or whether his entire social modus operandi is adorable or awkward.
“I think it’s more I don’t like the sound of ‘Mrs. Harrison’… it makes me sound like I’m about to seduce a young Dustin Hoffman,” says Mrs Harrison.
“I’m actually kind of into that,” says Mr. Harrison.
Updates to come.