At work we have been going through some changes - many changes! They have re-named the CCU to "Cardiovascular Intensive Care Unit". They want us to answer the phone this way. It has been hard to get used to since it's such a mouthful to say. Today our secretary answered with "Cardio-vaginal" after which she could not say another word. Quite awkward! That got us thinking about the funny things we may have said when we're distracted or tired. I once answered the phone "Heavenly Father" when we were about to say the prayer for supper. What is your worst blunder? The traffic girl on the radio was pretty funny - I'll try to put the link on for you to listen to.
Monday, May 28, 2007
Ever say the wrong thing?
At work we have been going through some changes - many changes! They have re-named the CCU to "Cardiovascular Intensive Care Unit". They want us to answer the phone this way. It has been hard to get used to since it's such a mouthful to say. Today our secretary answered with "Cardio-vaginal" after which she could not say another word. Quite awkward! That got us thinking about the funny things we may have said when we're distracted or tired. I once answered the phone "Heavenly Father" when we were about to say the prayer for supper. What is your worst blunder? The traffic girl on the radio was pretty funny - I'll try to put the link on for you to listen to.
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What a hilarious blog - and that traffic girl replay was to die for! Thanks for sharing. I will always remember when you answered the phone, "Heavenly Father?" Oh man - that was so dang funny!!!!!
I had a hard time thinking of some for us - I know we've had some, but they're hard to remember.
For me - I did the same thing my father-in-law did, even though when I heard the story I thought it would be impossible ...
Marissa, Aaron, and Krystal were playing in the livingroom and it was time for them to get ready for bed. So, I went in and said, "Okay guys, time to clean up and get ready for bed." They said, "Just a sec, Mom." 5 minutes later, I go BACK into the livingroom and say, "You GUYS - clean up and get ready for bed please." They say, "Just a SEC, Mom!" For a 3rd time I go back in and say, "NOW!! You three - go get ready for bed!" They say, "Okay, okay - one sec, Mom!" Then I say - "NO! No more secs!!!!!!" Then I was struck silent because of what I had just said in anger - but was laughing instead. Then my kids REALLY didn't take me seriously. :)
Marissa says funny blunders a lot, but I can't think of any. However, when she was 6 years old, she was playing on the monkey bars - trying to learn how to hang upside down. She asked me to come over and help her - to hold on to her feet so she wouldn't fall. So, I held onto her feet and waited and waited. Finally she said, "I'm too afraid." So I asked her what she was afraid of, and she said, "I don't know - give me some choices." (Silly girl)
Aaron's funniest blunder just so happened to be a prayer as well. He was giving the dinner prayer on his own for the first time, and started, "Dear Harry Potter ...." We all laughed so hard, that he didn't want to give the prayer for several days after that. (woops! -over sensitivity genetic? Nooooooo - he didn't get that from me!! :) )
Thanks for the fun blog! Lotsa Love, Michelle
I can't top those - I love the cardo-vaginal, too funny! I know Jaime has a good scrotum story though. We should get her to share.
Jaime, I would love to hear your scrotum story.
I love Jaime's scrotum story! I hope she tells it. I love that traffic report too - Paul sent it to me the other day. So funny!
I've told this story many times, but it was so embarrassing! When I worked at the Holiday Inn Reservation Center, I was very pregnant with Maddie and that's all I could think about. You just sat by random people everyday because it was such a big place. I sat by this girl that had a thin face and a very round stomach. I thought FOR SURE she was pregnant. So, to strike up a conversation with her I asked, "So when are you due?" and she said, "Oh, I'm not pregnant, I'm just fat from my last baby." OH. NO. I was mortified. Then I tried to smooth things over by saying, "I'm sorry......so how old is your baby?" And she said, "Five years old." Oooook. Well I'm gonna go sit somewhere else now. And DIE. I will never ask that question again as long as I live.
Five years old?!
Once when I thought I was all alone at work I let a little descrete fart. It ended up being not so descrete (like bomb blast). Next I hear my boss and the secretary laughing. "Brent.....was that you?" I've never been so embarrassed.
As a therapist, I have been trained to be careful with what I say. So, therefore, I am pretty much blunder-free (please do not talk to the secretaries at my work).
Ty
Gary told me about that radio weather girl - how funny!
I just remember a couple of blunders one of my companion said on the mission. Once in a discussion she said we needed to go to church de vez en cuando (every once in a while) and another time she prayed to padre telestial, instead of padre celestial. It was great - you could always use laughter on the mission.
Here goes... After I had Jess I was talking to my very smart friend about the delivery. I was telling her how they had to hook up the fetal moniter to Jessie's head because her heart rate kept going down. So I say "They were trying to hook up the fetal moniter but they hooked it to my scrotum instead of her head!" I meant to say cervix. MORON!
Oh wait! I have one more... A lady in my ward got up in a meeting to introduce the High Priest Group Leaders and she said "We'd like to welcome the High Grease Poop Leaders." Seriously so funny.
Jaime - that is seriously hilarious! Did you ever hear the story about the lady who was bearing her testimony about her husband's broken scrotum and how grateful she was to everyone who helped out. Her husband came up after her and said, "I would like to say just one word - STERNUM!"
I think High Grease Poop Leaders decribes them to a tee.
Oh yes - one of our nurses called to tell the Dr. that her patient had a grand mal seizure. He asked how the patient was doing and she said "he's post coidal" instead of post-ictal.
The funniest blunder I've been involved in was in the Church Office Building. I worked for a man named Paul who worked for a man named Dick. I also had a man named Dick working for me. I had asked my secretary to have a message sent to Dick and she asked me, "are you talking about Paul's Dick or your Dick?" I squeaked out "I'm talking about my dick" and then ducked into the nearest office with one of my associates, shut the door and we rolled on the floor in reverent laughter.
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