I love to laugh. Laughing lightens life up a bit. It brings a new perspective to intense situations. I don’t even mind laughing at myself. It serves to remind me to never take myself too seriously. Just like tea, laughter has proven health benefits!
Do you have a story that contains an embarrassing “slip” of the tongue or even a literal fashion faux pas, such as “your slip showing?” I have dozens of these stories. Yes, my blunders are funny fodder.
I would like to make “Pardon Me, but Your Slip is Showing” a regular Sunday feature. Pour yourself a cup of tea (I’m currently drinking iced-tea, because it is already very warm in Oklahoma!) I’ll tell my story first, OK? Be thinking of your story to tell. Let’s get laughing….
Around twenty years ago, I visited a new church. I went on a short trip with a group of people to a restaurant, in order to make friends and become better acquainted. As several changes had been made in my life, I really wanted to make a good impression.
Like many women, as soon as our van arrived at the restaurant, my first stop was the ladies’ room. In those days, loose, wide-legged palazzo pants were fashionable.
The bathroom floor was not clean. To keep my palazzo pants from hitting the floor while I was in the stall, I decided to tuck them into my knee-high hose.
After returning to the restaurant dining area, I noticed a few odd stares.
My palazzo pants were still tucked into my knee-high hose.
I quickly un-tucked them. What could I do but laugh at myself and rush to sit down?
So much for great first-impressions!
Your turn! (Can you top that?) ;^)
Miss Cynthia L. H.
Cute story! Yes, I’m sure that I have plenty of those kinds of stories, but I must have blocked them out temporarily. I’ll come up with one.
I also laugh when I’m nervous. Not necessarily a good trait. Makes for some akward moments.
Shabby Girl,
I understand about blocking out those awkward circumstances…
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I will look forward to your memory being revived.
;^)
I know people who also laugh when they are nervous…I’ve seen it at those unusual moments…oops.
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I’m not sure why over the past few months I have developed quite a few little quirky sayings; it may have something to do with waitressing at a restaurant where I am sometimes treated as “lesser than”. Having quick replies have their advantages to allow a quick departure from an otherwise uncomfortable (and often irritating) situation.
One of the things I have caught myself saying to excuse myself from other’s presence has been “well, I’ll get out of your hair”… You can see where this is going, or so you may think. A regular customer at my restaurant is a gentleman who is as nice and polite as they come. He comes in for lunch while working as a law enforcement officer and also brings his charming family in to eat several evenings every month. One night, I stopped by their table just to say hello. Before thinking about the cop’s shining bald head I said it, “well, guys, I’m going to get out of your hair.” Then, could not help myself in the awkward pause that followed… my jaw dropped as I realized my mistake and turned to look right at his gleaming little head.
At that point, I didn’t know what else to do but laugh and hope he laughed along.
He did. In fact, now when he sees me, he reaches up and rubs his head
Spinning Seasons:
It sounds as if he has perfected the art of laughing at himself AND knowing how to share the laughter. ;^)
I know what you mean about the “lesser than”. A year and a half ago I went back to serving tables for six months. I had to do something to supplement my student income! It was a viable option…quick, tip cash in the hand, flexible hours, and the local Italian restaurant needed the help! It was a win-win…or so I thought…until the patrons would come in and say, “What are YOU doing here?” OR I loved the ones that would leave a penny tip when I had just run my tail off to give impeccable service….
Well, I already know how you feel about that…you’ve seen years of it, as have I, with two of my daughters “serving” their way through school. It can be rewarding. But, mostly, it is humbling—thank goodness, being able to occasionally walk out of there with a pocket full of cash was its own reward.
Be careful, M, when inserting foot-in-mouth…continue to choose only those patrons who are as gracious as your officer friend. ;^)
Got to go…homework waiting…I’ll get out of your hair….
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Oops! Glad to say I can’t top that!
To tearoomdelights,
That’s a BIG “thank goodness!” ;^D
Thank you for stopping by. I really do appreciate it. Wish I could even be just a little birdie and tag along on your fun tearoom excursions.
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