Not a Poetry Metaphore

As a rule, I try not to correct people unless I am close to them - and only because I don't want them to sound stupid and get made fun of later. At a friend's house tonight, I met said friend's new boyfriend. He said something so wrong, my eyelid twitched a little but I couldn't say anything because I'd only just met this guy.

"Greek and Russian are really similar languages. They even share an alphabet. Yeah, it's acrylic."

/twitch .... can't. paint. with. Russian alphabet, which is totally different from Greek... aaaaaaaah. No one else noticed how wrong this statement was either. Or maybe they were just being polite as me. It wouldn't be so bad but he went on to talk about how good he was at remembering useless knowledge and trivia. Sort of smug about it.

Dimitri was in the bathroom too. I don't think he would've let the Greek comment slide. I think that would have been a 'fail' to that Greek test we were talking about.