This is a double-edged trap, because there’s really no good way out of it. You-Have-A-Bunch-of-X-in-Your-Car is bad enough, and might generate its own accompanying suspicions, but I-Confiscated-My-Girlfriend’s-Bunch-of-X-Because-She-Stopped-Schtooping-Me is possibly even worse, and lame dodges like I’m-Bringing-Them-to-a-Friend are just plain weird. I played it off as coolly as I could, doubtless twitchy and red-faced all the while, and even so I didn’t live it down for three or four months, not to mention the quiet closed-door whispering that almost certainly continued after the hallway jokes had (publicly) subsided.
Ito ay isang dalawang talim bitag, dahil may tunay na walang mahusay na paraan sa labas ng ito. You-Have-A-buwig-of-X-in-iyong-Car ay masamang sapat, at maaaring bumuo ng sarili nitong kasamang suspicions, ngunit ako-Nakumpiska-My-Girlfriend’s-buwig-of-X-Dahil-She-Stopped- Schtooping-Me ay marahil kahit na mas masahol pa, at pilay dodges tulad I’m-Pinagtitipon-Them-to-a-Friend ay lamang plain kakaiba. Nilalaro ko ito off bilang coolly bilang ng dati ko, walang duda twitchy at pula ang mukha lahat ng mga habang, at kahit na kaya hindi ko mabuhay ito down para sa tatlo o apat na buwan, hindi sa banggitin ang tahimik closed-door pabulong na halos tiyak na patuloy na matapos pasilyo jokes nagkaroon (sa publiko) hupa. Ugh.