Yet another socially awkward misadventure...brought to you by yours truly...
Yesterday afternoon, the kiddo and I went to go pick up a few groceries and things for the upcoming week. After putting everything that we bought into the trunk of the car, I walked my shopping cart towards the cart corral. As I got closer to the corral, I noticed that some ladies were getting out of the car that was parked nearby...one of the ladies saw that I was going to drop off my shopping cart and then asked if she could have it. Of course, I didn't mind giving her the shopping cart, so I politely said, "Sure!" and started pushing the cart in her direction.
Good Idea! |
/chuckle
Well...what actually happened was a little bit different that what I'd thought would happen...
So, I'm walking my cart to the lady and as soon as I get within earshot, I start with my carefully thought out comment.
Ready for this?
I smile at the lady and I say, "You know, you're right! It's quite the noisy murder over there!"
Yep. Those are the words that came out of my brilliant mouth. /Siiiiiigh
I attempt to speak to a stranger, and I use the word 'murder.'
You'd be surprised at how quickly someone can turn around and run from a situation if they feel as if they're in danger...that lady sure could move, though!
Now...here's where I get the chance to explain myself...
"Murder" is the proper collective noun to use when you're referring to a group of crows.
Why I chose that particular sentence to exploit the expanse of random, useless knowledge in my head? I have no idea...just part of the cringe-worthy awkwardness that is my everyday life.
So, there it is...I'm going to look into starting my hermit lifestyle now...
[*This event actually happened last weekend. I started writing this post on Monday, and I've just now finished it...yeah, my blogging commitment is starting to seriously decline...]
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