Today, in a meeting, an older, male teacher held up a flyer and asked if "they" really wanted us to post this for the kids. (The flyer was an announcement for an upcoming lecture at Sandhills CC in regards to the problem with human trafficking in the area.) Being the "leader" in this situation, I, of course, took the lead on this conversation and proceeded to tell him, "The flyer isn't for the kids; it's for you..."
"WHAT DID I JUST TELL THIS MAN????"
At this point, I realized the error of my ways and looked at this man (who could be my father) and tried to explain myself... that this wasn't what I meant... that I didn't quite finish my statement... that my brain and mouth weren't in sync. No words can describe the look I had on my face! He, of course, was a great sport!
Ahhh... chalk another one up for "open mouth, insert foot"! Oh well; it will make for a great (funny) story one day!
