Julie is a registered nurse, and works the night shift at a hospital Intensive Care Unit, which means 7pm to 7am, or 6 to 6, my time. She often calls me while she's driving home, before I go to work, so we can chat a bit. It's a really nice way to start the day, but this morning's conversation took a rather unexpected turn.
Me (feeling all lovey-dovey): You're my best Julie.
You're my smartest Julie.
You're my funniest Julie.
Julie: You're an asshole.
Me: ...
Julie: Oh, I just realized how that sounded. I was talking to the guy doing 20 mph in front of me, not to you.