Embarrassment: Mouth Meet Foot

Wednesday, October 16, 2013


This story is one example of why I am not a people person and should never ever make small talk with people.

Today was pajama day at work, which I forgot about but a lot of my coworkers were hanging out all day in some flannel and silk pajamas. 

I was walking out to my car and ended up behind a woman, I'd say she was in her early 50's. She was walking in the middle of the walkway very slowly so I couldn't get by her. Finally, she must have heard me walking behind her and said, 'Oh, I'm sorry' and moved to the one side.

As I walked by, she said something about her grandson didn't want to sleep last night, so that meant she couldn't either and was tired, and moving slowly. I looked at her, wearing what looked like bright red flannel pajamas and said, "well at least you were able to come to work today in your pajamas!' 

She looks at me, smiles, and says, "Actually, I changed out of my pajamas this morning and into this."

Foot meet mouth.

I couldn't run away from this woman fast enough. It's like telling someone what an awesome Halloween costume when it turns out they aren't actually dressed up. Absolutely mortifying. My small talk with strangers is coming to an end once again, I tell you!

 
 

3 comments:

  1. Ah, how horrible! I always have moments where my foot DEFINITELY meets my mouth...usually (like you today!) I'm even trying to be nice. Oh boy.

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  2. haha this is so something i would do. I'm the worst small talker ever!

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  3. Don't feel too bad! I've done stuff like this before plenty of times and felt like dying of embarrassment. Comfort yourself with thinking a) she has probably had a similar moment or two in her lifetime and is more likely sympathizing then feeling ruffled, and, b) maybe she just meant that she changed from one pair of PJs to another. When I was in college during Homecoming week the students would be given a different theme that they could dress up as each school day and earn points for their class as a way of showing "school spirit." One year the theme was PJs and I can almost guarantee instead of rolling out of bed and going to class in the PJs we'd slept in, like the school was thinking we would, we slept in one pair and rolled out of bed to change in to a cute, non-wrinkled clean pair to wear around campus that day. At least, that's what I did. Maybe that's what she meant. :)

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