Rudywalsh wrote:
I always analyze things that I have said to people during the day in fear that I’ve said the wrong thing again. I can’t help it, although sometimes it gets people laughing.
Asking a fat woman how long she had being pregnant was the worst thing just lately. She had a small head and a big tummy, I got it wrong, she gave me a look and waddled away un-amused.
I debrief myself too. LOL. When I'm actually
in the social situation I'm sort of holding on for dear life like someone in a tiny raft on white water. It's only later, when I'm able to consider things in peace, that I realize I may have committed a gaffe. By then it's too late to apologize or explain. I just tell myself "Oh s**t" and hope to learn something from it.
It
is depressing when this happens. I hope that for the most part I come across as being endearingly quirky and not mean or annoying.