Monday, June 2, 2008

Foot in Mouth

I was reading Queen B's post last week about putting your foot in your mouth and it made me chuckle at the numerous times I've done the same thing. I am generally a "think before you speak" kinda gal, but occasionally my mouth works faster than my brain.

And let me tell you what.

When my mouth gets going, it's hard to stop it.

Like the time I was a freshman at Auburn University. I was a member of the Auburn University Concert Choir which had roughly 200 members in it. I was eating lunch one day in the Quad (we had a dorm named Dowdell that had a deli in it called DowDeli. I always thought that was so clever. I'm easily amused...)

Anyway, I was eating lunch on Dowdell's steps when a sorority sister walked up with a friend of hers. This friend's name was Jake and he was a greek god. I drooled. Ok, not really, but you get the picture. Lisa (sorority sister) and Jake (hunky greek god) sat down and ate lunch with me. Lisa had a class so she soon left, leaving Jake and me alone. I have no idea what we talked about, but we sat and talked about 30 minutes. Then I had class (concert choir, remember?) and we parted ways. I swooned, skipped, glided, breezed across campus to the music building with stars in my eyes and a grin on my face that couldn't be erased. I sat down in my assigned seat next to a girl named Jennifer, who I barely knew. I started talking about this guy named Jake and how cute he was and how I was going to marry him and live on a ranch in Texas...blah blah blah. Jennifer sat and smiled and listened. Class was soon over and guess who was at the door waiting? JAKE! Guess who he was waiting for? JENNIFER!

I am not making this up. They had been dating for a little over 6 months. Shoot me now.

So, on a campus of 30,000 students, in a class of 200, I happened to be sitting beside the girlfriend of the man of my dreams. And I told her all about it.

Yes, I was beyond humiliated. It was awful.

Please tell me about a time when you put your foot in your mouth. I need to know I'm not alone.

Fast forward 2 years...
Jennifer and Jake broke up.
Jennifer and I became really good friends and roommates.
I met the man of my dreams, married him, and have been married for almost 11 years.
His name's Spencer, not Jake.

Crazy, huh?

5 comments:

Ginger said...

Now THAT is funny! You would think there would be more than one Handsome Jake on the Auburn University campus, wouldn't you?

E-Dub said...

Rememember that one time when you met Laura? You'll always have that moment. (:

Robyn: "I've seen you singing."
Laura: "Thank you."
Amy: "Oof."
Erin: she never puts her foot in her mouth.

Tracye said...

Oh dang. That is hilarious! Sounds a lot like something I would do.

When I was in college, I was looking for a part-time job. My choir director said there was a new restaurant opening that advertised they were hiring. I got the job, and a couple weeks later, my choir director asked how it was going. Now, remember I grew up in a small town, and went to a Christian school. I told the choir director that I worked with *OMG* a GAY man! He gasped, and his eyes bugged out of his head, and he said, "NO! Here? In THIS town???"

Turns out, I was the only one who didn't know my choir director was gay.

Gotta GROW with it said...

This one might need to be sensored for little eyes/ears?! My neighbor was out on his front porch one day. He was throwing the tennis ball for his dog to fetch. The dog came up and dropped it at my feet. It was covered with slobber and looked all foamie, like it had soap on it.

So what does this brilliant gal say to mr. neighbor?....
Hey, do you wash your balls?

It took a long time to get over that one with him!

THE ROOST said...

That is so funny. I got a good laugh out of that one. I have had many....Like the time I said I would never drive a (blank) car to someone. Yep, thats what they drove!