down i go…
filler conversation always gets me in trouble–verbally.
i work for a financial company a couple nights a week. i’m not there often, so i don’t know everyone as well as i probably should. it seems that i’m always stuck riding in the elevator with co-workers i know the least. i’m not a fan of small talk, but i’ll engage when given no choice. last night, pink tie was explaining that his wife would be having a baby the following day (i still can’t get over planned birth, it just seems weird). when we walked out i wished him good luck, and i hoped everything comes out nicely.
shit.
Open mouth
Insert foot
Sarah–
At least you didn’t make a comment about “one mo’ baby” like I would have. Ha!
Mikey
What did Pink Tie do when you said that?
I can only speak for myself here but I thoroughly enjoy your verbal mistakes.
Reminds me of a crummy sitcom where you wish you could reach your arm in the television and cover the characters mouth before they said something.
“when real people fall, they get right up and keep on walking” - ms bradshaw
this is a great story, sarah.
I think you were born with your foot-in-mouth. But that’s why we love you. By the way, I usually catch myself saying the same thing to GG when I run into him in the bathroom.