What was your last faux pas?

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Today I went to a doctor with my mother to check if I had hypothyroid (probably I don't though I do need some additional testing) and when afterwards we were on our way home, we met two neighbors one of whom asked us if we went for a walk. Mom confirmed but I added we were at the doctor's. And she was so angry. She told me I shouldn't ever say such things by any means because this is something that shouldn't ever be told about to others. I didn't realize this, it isn't anything shameful. Do you think there indeed exists the rule according to which one shouldn't share this with anyone?

I really do not understand why she was upset. I hear lots of people talking about the last time they went to the doctor.

It's about her obsession with protecting our privacy at all cost - she thinks we shouldn't EVER reveal ANY details of our life to others (except maybe the closest family members). I protested, claiming that people do tell each other about their visits at the doctor's but she said that's only close friends, peers who do it (our neighbors are middle-aged and we aren't VERY close with them). She asked me sarcastically if I wanted to shout aloud: "I have been at the doctor's" to be heard by the whole neighborhood, not only by those two women. My mother, when I read the symptoms of hypothyroid to her, told me in a sneering voice that it was which caused all those weird things about me instead of "this disorder of mine" I claimed to have (she wasn't informed by me about the name for it being AS; she does admit I do have some disorder but if she were to hear it is something connected with autism, she would be ANGRY).

Haa faux pas XD

I was in English earlier, and the teacher was about to lose her patience, as a few peopl were acting like idiots and messing around. She said loudly-
"Right, who do I need to keep in at breaktime?"

I shouted back across the class room-
"David, Alex, Adele and Chloe, Miss. They're the ones talking!"

I didn't understand why everyone went "Caitlin!" and the teacher gave me dirty look until my friend told me it was meant to be a rhetorical question.

LOL, they DID get kept in at break, but I did as well.

I accidentally walked into someone else's apartment thinking it was my friend's. It was awkward. And then I walked in again after closing it just to double check. I only communicated via speaking since I never saw the people. But it was funny since they totally locked it afterward.

So, Jesus, lock your doors at night.

I went to my Japanese friend's wedding party last week, with my foreign roommate. Japanese wedding parties are really expensive. Cost us equivalent of 90$ US for 2 hours! Anyway, I blurted out "For 8000 yen I'm drinking all the free drinks I can!"
After I said it I realized how rude that was and my roomie said "OMG, you are so embarassing."

posted the same thing too many times

Last edited by Hermier on 21 Sep 2010, 12:54 am, edited 2 times in total.

Do we have the same mother? Mine acts very similarly. Growing up I thought everyone was like that.... I was surprised when I grew up & met families that did talk about things we would totally have suppressed. Gradually it's dawned on me that over many generations, my family adapted to their circumstances by developing this super-secretive culture; they would even lie to each other at time (not me so much, although I have refrained from mentioning certain things, at my mother's request).


Anyway, as far as faux pas ~ oh, there are so many ~ but actually I've spent the last few days mostly alone, so not as much. The other night though, it was the open house at my son's school, and I got there a little late (10 minutes). The seats were about 2/3 full of parents but all the end seats were taken, no one looked up & saw me & wanted me to sit with them so ~ I was kinda looking for my ex-husband.

he principal was already talking into a microphone, addressing the parents.... There were about 6-10 people standing in back of the auditorium, & I walked over to stand in the back near them ~ thinking I'd be more unobtrusive that way, than trying to excuse my way into a seat. Au contraire ... I was accidentally joining in at the end of the row of teachers, who stood waiting to be introduced by the principal. One by one, she'd say each name, everyone in the audience turned around to look, the teacher being introduced would wave, & the parents applauded & turned back to look at the principal, who introduced the next teacher, and so on.

Luckily I spotted the ex (sitting front & center) and joined him quickly.

It certainly could have been a lot worse. Just about every time I walk into that school, I seem to cross some invisible behavioral barrier or another. I've had kids in that school a LONG time and they've pretty much come to expect strangeness from me at this point, I would imagine. For me to make awkward remarks, or show some kind of oddness ~ especially over the last couple of years. I've only recently become aware of this becoming a pattern, by the way. Not sure what to do about it, if anything... I'm thinking it's minor & only a few more years (at most) ~ then I won't have to go there anymore.

again, erasing the repetition

I spilt some yoghurt on the crouch of my trousers (pants, for the Yanks) and found myself exclaiming loudly to the office that it was the worst place it could have landed and now it looked like I had 'shot my load'. Those close to me on my team laughed but the customers talking to my boss just looked very scared for some reason.

I am very good at these...it is a good thing my mother has an active sense of humor, but I cant say the same for my dad.

Once I was in walmart talking in my usually too loud voice and we were in the fishing department. I told him about my ex boyfriend's brother in law who uses his wife's used tampon as catfish bait. They guy who told me this says it it is perfect stink bait and it stays on the hook well. Well my dad shook his head, told me to stay there...he walked off saying I do not know you. I was kinda hurt that he said that..I didn't mean to embarass him.
ohh well. He got over it after we left walmart.

This is quite a terrible one, but staying in a B&B in Oban exactly a week ago, and having my alarm (on my mobile phone) on at the loudest setting (the rationale being to try to make absolutely sure I woke up). But it didn't wake ME up, it only succeeded in waking the people in the next room up.

What's more, to try to make extra sure of waking up, the alarm was set more than once, so they were woken up more than once. Meanwhile, I slept through every single alarm.

Fortunately I was only there a night as I was then going on to tour the Western Isles. The incident caused me a run-in with the B&B owner, causing me to leave under a bit of a cloud. I probably won't be welcome back at that particular B&B. On the rest of my trip I had no problem, mind you my alarm was now set to the quietest setting and only once a morning.

This is the sort of faux pas I'm quite capable of on occasion, where I failed to foresee the consequences of my actions. It was a situation where sorry wasn't good enough.

Keeno, the walls must have been very thin. I can't believe it was a very good B&B in the first place.

I farted in a crowded elevator.

ruveyn

Last edited by ruveyn on 22 Sep 2010, 8:34 am, edited 1 time in total.

Come to think of it I did a similar thing yesterday. I farted, very strongly, when getting off a bus with a guy right behind me. I didn't realise he was there. He didn't say anything fortunately.

About the B&B, apparently the walls were very thin, and apparently I was expected to instinctively know that in advance. Technically it should have been OK because it had a four star rating. I don't know. The B&B made damned sure I knew about my faux pas, but most of the time I cannot stay at B&B's without getting into trouble, sometimes for more trivial reasons than last week. They appear to be very easy places to make faux pas probably because you're essentially staying in someone's house. After a holiday 7 years ago where I had disasters at B&B's I can't with the best will in the world admit any blame for, I decided to stop staying at them altogether. I thought a mere one night stay would have been fine, but apparently not.

My latest incident was when some guy at my clubhouse were passing around breakfast sausages. I thought that a mentally challenged woman said, that she didn't want her sausages. I took one, and she said, "Put that down! I'm hungry!" I apologized to her, but I think I might apologize, again.