haunting stupidities

[elisedance]

OK, DFers, perhaps halloweek is the time to spill those personal horror stories, the ones where you did or said something so dumb you wake up at night reliving it over and over! If you are lucky you may finally shed them, if you are unlucky we may stir up a few you had finally forgotten!

The ones that come to mind first for me are:
1. I'm sure I'm not the only one to do this but meeting a young married woman who I had not seen for a few months and asking when she was due. Of course, she was not pregnant but had just put on a few lbs. I know its not very original, but it sure haunts me just the same.

2. On a trip in Europe stopping at a restaurant talking to the two women owners. "..must be nice to have your daugher working with you". Of course they were sisters....:banana:

 

[MissBallroomBear]

Mine happened about an hour ago.. I'm in an extension program and everyone was there! The principal, all the teachers, special education teachers from other schools, our familes, the whole shebang! I got up to give my presentation. Everything went fine until the last sentence I was not able to pronounce the word 'archeological'. I say the word archeological all the time with absolutely no worries! Why then did I have to lose a significant amount of brain cells?!?! After a few attempts, I tried to make a joke of it and asked one of my fellow pupils how to pronounce it. I'm a public speaker and debater and pride myself on how I speak, I was absolutely horrified! I imagine people, whilst reading this, will wonder why it's such a big deal. It's probably just me over reacting because I didn't sleep last night. Tomorrow I'll probably laugh at myself and wonder why I got so worked up about it. Here's hoping..

 

[elisedance]

I think you are right pretty quickly this blooper is going to be burried in your mind and become arhiological, arhciological, archieolool, arhchrhilool, ....help me out here... archiologigal, archiebunker, argh...

 

[Pacion]

I'm a public speaker and debater and pride myself on how I speak, I was absolutely horrified! I imagine people, whilst reading this, will wonder why it's such a big deal.

Miss BB. You are not Virgo or Librian by any chance are you?

a) I don't need to wonder why you felt it is such a big deal.

b) We are our harshiest critics/worst enemies

c) I would have felt similar

d) I do not always type/write in point form

 

[elisedance]

I am neither (aquarian) and awfully prone to both... Oh, neither am I MBB!

So Pacion spill you yours....

 

[waltzgirl]

Here's mine: I was in England on a summer study course that drew students from all over the world. The food was terrible, so I'd been skipping meals, but one day decided that was antisocial, so went to lunch and sat with some people I'd hadn't met yet. Next to me was a woman from Japan. We stuck up a conversation and she told me she had been to Reading the day before. (If you're not familiar with it, it is a city between London and Oxford, a frequent place to change trains en route to Oxford, and immortalized in Oscar Wilde's "Ballad of Reading Gaol," about his incarceration there for homosexuality). Anyway, I replied "Oh, was Reading nice? I've never been to Reading. Of course, I've changed trains in Reading a lot. What is there to do in Reading?" She looked at me blankly and soon turned away. As I eavesdropped on her further conversation, it turned out she had been to a wedding!

Reading is pronouced "Redding." Why did I have to repeat the name of the town about a dozen times? I was mortified!

 

[MissBallroomBear]

Miss BB. You are not Virgo or Librian by any chance are you?

Actually, I'm a Capricorn. Yes, I am a goat!

 

[bordertangoman]

just my life.. and Lemony Snicket beat to what was going to be the title of my autobiography

 

[latingal]

spill those personal horror stories, the ones where you did or said something so dumb you wake up at night reliving it over and over! If you are lucky you may finally shed them, if you are unlucky we may stir up a few you had finally forgotten!

I am soooo not going there. *grin*

Gotta' tell you I have many a multitude of these, but have managed to bury them so deep in the psyche that I really have to think to pull them out....and like I said, I am sooo not going there.

 

[elisedance]

Oh, go on, just a little bit - just for halloween. Besides, it will kick it out of that memory bank (yes, and back into the top layer, but think of it as a sacrifice for the DF literate art world!).

 

[latingal]

think of it as a sacrifice for the DF literate art world!.

ed, even my love for dance and the df world won't get me to pull some of those doozers out. *grin* They are staying safely buried many layers under.

However if one does happen to surface after reading this thread, I'll share...

 

[elisedance]

OK. Its a deal.

I just hope this thread doesn't trigger any visits back to the therapist or institute.....

 

[DennisBeach]

I am a big fan of high school spoorts. At the halftime of a football playoff game. I was talking to someone I did not know and told that about the horrid behaivor of a fan at a game a few weeks prior to that. After I finished, he said " That was me ". That kind off ended the conversation <g>.

 

[Rugby]

Here's mine: I was in England on a summer study course that drew students from all over the world. The food was terrible, so I'd been skipping meals, but one day decided that was antisocial, so went to lunch and sat with some people I'd hadn't met yet. Next to me was a woman from Japan. We stuck up a conversation and she told me she had been to Reading the day before. (If you're not familiar with it, it is a city between London and Oxford, a frequent place to change trains en route to Oxford, and immortalized in Oscar Wilde's "Ballad of Reading Gaol," about his incarceration there for homosexuality). Anyway, I replied "Oh, was Reading nice? I've never been to Reading. Of course, I've changed trains in Reading a lot. What is there to do in Reading?" She looked at me blankly and soon turned away. As I eavesdropped on her further conversation, it turned out she had been to a wedding!

Reading is pronouced "Redding." Why did I have to repeat the name of the town about a dozen times? I was mortified!

Love it, great story that certainly got a chuckle out of me.

 

[meow]

This is true and I was soooo mortified.

I was about 15 years old and had just gone to the Dentist. I was on the train returning to school.
After a couple of stops some really cute guys got on the train and stood in a huddle in the doorway whilst they talked.
I was very shy, felt like a geek in my school uniform, and was hoping they would get off before my stop or go and sit somewhere. Of course, neither thing happened.
I got up and moved to the door, through this group of guys. The train stops, the door opens..............and I fall flat on my face with my skirt up around my ears.:shock:

I didn't go to school - I went straight home. So, I have fallen off a train, yeh well, after it had stopped.