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Open mouth, insert foot
Jan. 7th, 2003 10:14 pmEver had one of those days where everything that you say just -happens- to get that Look from every listener?
So I grumbled at work about possibly having to confront a possibly PITA parent. I said the chair would be late, and I was right. She was. She then left about 10am. I'm just really glad said parent did not show. I can be confrontational, but I would rather cross hot coals than have to do so, and I really don't think that's my responsibility. I'm not sure my superiors quite see it this way. Thank goodness said parent didn't show, or I'd likely have said something inflammatory.
Then an former employee showed up, who is one of the sweetest people around, and I adore her. She was enthusing about the Pro-Life march in DC. Okay, I had one of the worst Lisa Moments of my life. I began to sniff at how Planned Parenthood did not send me word of this, as I donated money to them out of every paycheck. It was a full two sentences later before it dawned on me she said Pro Life. Oww. Oowwwww. Thankfully, said person is just so sweet, she and I laughed about it, tried to find a few points that we felt similar about the subject, and were very cheerful and supportive of each other's right to believe as we do. That at least was really nice and sane, even though I felt like I was only opening my mouth to change feet. Then we went on to talk about cross-country Amtrak trips. That was -so- much better. ;)
Then I tried to explain to Dean why I was not cooking what I planned on cooking for dinner. See, his response to 'What do you want for dinner?" is -always- the same, even after seven years of marriage: "I dunno." Tonight he had a real answer, and by goodness, I'm gonna cook the request if he makes it! Besides, it gave me another chance to play with the George Foreman grill. It dries chicken breasts out if one isn't careful, by the way.
And of course, those of you that MUSH know this feeling. Have a RP idea, watch it go precisely nowhere, and not because people didn't try. People tried, ran with it, responded beautifully, and were excedingly kind. But there's still that kick myself 'well, it seemed like a good idea at the time' sort of feeling. Clearly not the biggest deal in the world, and certainly not a bad thing. Just the topper on a day of Lisa Moments.
So I'll be over here in the corner chewing on my feet. Anyone got any Lawry's? ;)
So I grumbled at work about possibly having to confront a possibly PITA parent. I said the chair would be late, and I was right. She was. She then left about 10am. I'm just really glad said parent did not show. I can be confrontational, but I would rather cross hot coals than have to do so, and I really don't think that's my responsibility. I'm not sure my superiors quite see it this way. Thank goodness said parent didn't show, or I'd likely have said something inflammatory.
Then an former employee showed up, who is one of the sweetest people around, and I adore her. She was enthusing about the Pro-Life march in DC. Okay, I had one of the worst Lisa Moments of my life. I began to sniff at how Planned Parenthood did not send me word of this, as I donated money to them out of every paycheck. It was a full two sentences later before it dawned on me she said Pro Life. Oww. Oowwwww. Thankfully, said person is just so sweet, she and I laughed about it, tried to find a few points that we felt similar about the subject, and were very cheerful and supportive of each other's right to believe as we do. That at least was really nice and sane, even though I felt like I was only opening my mouth to change feet. Then we went on to talk about cross-country Amtrak trips. That was -so- much better. ;)
Then I tried to explain to Dean why I was not cooking what I planned on cooking for dinner. See, his response to 'What do you want for dinner?" is -always- the same, even after seven years of marriage: "I dunno." Tonight he had a real answer, and by goodness, I'm gonna cook the request if he makes it! Besides, it gave me another chance to play with the George Foreman grill. It dries chicken breasts out if one isn't careful, by the way.
And of course, those of you that MUSH know this feeling. Have a RP idea, watch it go precisely nowhere, and not because people didn't try. People tried, ran with it, responded beautifully, and were excedingly kind. But there's still that kick myself 'well, it seemed like a good idea at the time' sort of feeling. Clearly not the biggest deal in the world, and certainly not a bad thing. Just the topper on a day of Lisa Moments.
So I'll be over here in the corner chewing on my feet. Anyone got any Lawry's? ;)
