tMB thread of the week: Share a moment where you stuck your foot in your mouth
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I did it 30 minutes ago in a zoom meeting. sales/marketing team talking about attending a trade show somewhere in Kansas (sending people from Cali). I said it sounded like a waste of time/money since it was Kansas. I said "a nuclear weapon could go off in Kansas and no one would know for a month". The woman hosting the call then says, "I'm from Kansas"
I was going to visit a friend who was working in France for three years. I had never been to France, so I went a few days early and toured Paris and Versailles before joking my friend and seeing Brittany and Normandy together. I was walking along the Champs-Élysées and surrounding area early one evening, and I see two women across the road and they must have recognized me as being an American because they waved. I waved back but it wasn’t like I could talk to them from across the road. I continued exploring and eventually caught up to them at an outdoor cafe. We introduced ourselves and the blond said she sold real estate and the brunette said she was in healthcare. I forget Whether I asked how long she had been a nurse or what kind of nursing she did, but I certainly didn’t ask her an open ended question about what type of healthcare she did. Oops!
Senior year of high school, some of my teammates were going out squirrel hunting after the Saturday morning lifting session. Fast forward to Monday morning and I pass one of them named Pete on the way to home room. So, I asked him if he shot anything on Saturday. Pete get's red in the face shoves me aside and tells me to shut the F up. I was a bit confused, it was only squirrel season, it's not like he missed a trophy buck. So I go to home room and sit down only to hear from the other kids that Pete accidently shot his buddy Jim in the leg with a 20 gauge on Saturday. Jim was fine, but still has a few pellets in his leg.
I have a buddy from high school and college who was paralyzed from the waist down. When I crossed paths with him on campus one time I was running late. We chatted for a few minutes, but I had to cut off the conversation to make it to class. Unfortunately, I chose the phrase, “I’ve got to roll.” I almost died the second it came out of my mouth. We had an awkward pause, and then went on our way.
When don’t I put my foot in my mouth?
I can't help but think of an acquaintance going foot to mouth in front of me once. A third friend approached us at a party while we were talking. It had been a while since the two of them had seen each other and she had put on quite a bit of weight.
He asked her "how long have you been pregnant?"
He asked her "how long have you been pregnant?"
In 1986, I was with a group of guys who were discussing the Mets/Red Sox World Series in the aftermath of Bill Buckner's Game 6 error. I was ranting and raving and said that he shouldn't have even been playing because he was "effing crippled." One of the guys in the group was crippled - struggled to walk with a cane. To this day, I feel ashamed when I think about it.
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I stick my foot in my mouth daily so it's hard to come up with just one but I'm sitting here watching baseball on the MLB channel and was reminded of this one as Rich Hill is pitching.
Not knowing who he was or background, I asked him if he had any kids right around the time one of his sons passed. He said yes and was in the area rehabbing with the Yankees minor league affiliate but mentioned nothing of the loss. I Googled his name after he told me who he was and felt like such an @ss. Still do.
www.theplayerstribune.com
Not knowing who he was or background, I asked him if he had any kids right around the time one of his sons passed. He said yes and was in the area rehabbing with the Yankees minor league affiliate but mentioned nothing of the loss. I Googled his name after he told me who he was and felt like such an @ss. Still do.
I Want to Talk About My Son Brooks | By Rich Hill
There’s no blueprint for how to go on after you’ve lost a newborn child. You just kind of have to try to do the best you can. In whatever way allows you to make
www.theplayerstribune.com
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I believe I made a comment once at work "too many chiefs, not enough Indians".
I then realize that saying this in a group where 3/4 of the team.... is from India.... may not come off the same way. At least the implication is "not enough" rather than "too many"
I then realize that saying this in a group where 3/4 of the team.... is from India.... may not come off the same way. At least the implication is "not enough" rather than "too many"
I asked a woman when her baby was due. She forcefully informed me she wasn’t pregnant. That was 47 years ago. To this day, unless I know the woman, I never ask!
While I was in college, I had an summer internship where I befriended a secretary who was newly married. A few months later, after I finished my last semester and graduated in December from PSU, I went back to work at the same place. On my first day back while walking in from a parking lot far from the entrance, I see the secretary. I asked her how her marriage was going. She said that her husband died. It was a long walk into the office.
Come on the Rick you need to add something not just sit back and enjoy our embarrassment.
In 6th grade we were playing softball in PE for a couple of weeks. I decided it would be wise to write up a scouting report of all my teammates and share it with them. That way, they’d know just how much they sucked at different aspects of softball. It was honestly done with sincerely good intentions and completely offended everybody on my team. Nobody talked to me for a couple of weeks. It was a great lesson. Just because you think it doesn’t mean it has to come out of your mouth (or be written down in ink).
“Too many Chefs, not enough Guardians.”
Okay, here’s what I posted over there:
My friend works on the road, usually didn’t see him til late Friday nights
We’re across the street at our friends house (black dude) I’m super stoned and drunk on my hosts expensive tequila (no excuse) see my friend who’s not expected til 11 pm, give him a big hug and exclaim “negro pleaze”. Well our host, who was also happy to see our friend, was standing right next to me. He asked me, “you didn’t just say that.” And walked away. Never the same since, which makes me sad. Sorry NSJ, my badd
I was in a meeting where somebody else said the exact same thing, except one Indian gentleman began explaining the company's diversity efforts and why he believed there were actually enough Indians. Once somebody explained the (now regrettable) saying, everybody had a good laugh.
One time when I was with Virginia Madsen I accidentally shouted out “Maya,” the name of her character in “Sideways.” “Do that again and I’ll sic my brother on you.”
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I am a teacher... This wasn't me but a colleague once said to his class... I went to college and became a teacher to get my summer's off... You'll never see me working at McDonald's! In reply, one quiet girl in back of the room raised her hand and said... "Ummm... Both my parents work at McDonald's and they're proud of working there." Well, the principal and asst principal had to mediate for two-three days until everything blew over but I've got to tell you... "That guy who made the McDonald's remark was squirming!"
In that vein…
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I was once sitting with the staff at an elementary graduation/awards ceremony, facing all the students and families. We had one young teacher who also worked part time at McDonald’s stand at the podium to announce her class awards. When she started with, “I’m Jane Doe….” my friend sitting next to me said quietly to me, “May I take your order?” I fought about as hard as I ever have to not lose it in front of that crowd. The line was timed perfectly and I’m not sure I really hid it well.
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So, many years ago my brother in law invited a girl he had just started dating (and really liked) to dinner with my wife, myself, and my in laws. During dinner, I said, “Would you like more wine Amy?” to the girl he had just started dating. She looked at me and politely declined. As we were leaving the restaurant, my wife and father in law asked me privately what the heck was going on. I was stunned. I had no idea what they were talking about. Turns out Amy was the girl he had been dating very recently, not the girl with us at dinner. I felt awful that I messed up his chance with this girl he really liked. Well, thankfully, my big mouth didn’t mess it up too much because the eventually got married and have 2 kids and are very happy. However, it’s still a running joke with my wife and I. It has never been brought up again openly with my BIL and SIL.
I was at a water treatment conference some years ago where a microbiologist from the CDC gave a talk on the prevention of illnesses caused by fecal contamination in recreational water. In his intro, he said that there were several potential causes of such outbreaks and that identifying the actual cause could feel like a crap shoot. He said it with a straight face. The ballroom of over 200 people erupted with laughter. From his reaction, it was obvious that it was not planned.
I was in a graduate school class several years ago when the professor was talking about different cognitive tests to administer. He mentioned several, including the Woodcock-Johnson test. I was likely the only male in a class of 15-20 people and started laughing out loud. I had to get up and walk out to gather myself. I was wondering why they didn’t add “Shlong” to the test’s name as well.
At my workplace, there are quite a few people from India, in fact they’re in the majority in our office.
One day, while discussing a challenge our team was facing, an Indian gentleman suggested perhaps there were “not enough chiefs, too many Indians.”
I awkwardly stammered something about the expression being the reverse, but he smiled and said, “I was being literal” with a wink.
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