I know, I usually hear it the other way but I don't think its that way for me.
Today was a good [bad] example:
I had this appointment with this guy for two weeks but 2 hours before the appointment, his secretary calls to cancel. I've been up since 4 am [I can't rest when something is on my mind] making all of the last minute preparations as well as a few distractions [too many self inflicted projects] and well, I was upset so I called back:
Me: "You mean after making this appointment two weeks ago you cancel just 2 hours before the set time?"
Her: "We didn't know the owner was going to die today"
Me: My mind had already turned several different directions. My first thought was I was acting like a jerk when there was obviously an upsetting situation going on in the office. Second thought, I have got to reverse my reaction. I know, how about some levity. Third thought, instantly a series of jokes filled my head. Remember the one about where management post valid excuses for missing work? 'We need at least two weeks prior notification for valid bereavement time off for immediate family members, one week if the death is yourself'. All of this took place before she finished with her sentence. My reply:
"Didn't he give you at least a weeks notice prior to his death?"
If I could reach through my cell phone and pull back the words, I would of tried. Maybe I could of if it was a land line [cord I could grab].
Her: "We appreciate your sensitivity"
Instantly, I started apologizing.
I was walking around the building [big building - think better when I'm moving] when this happen, then I sat down for a few seconds, not remembering the rain storm that just took place a few hours before that. Wet seat. Not only did I feel like one, I looked like one [figure it out].
I did call back to apologize again a few minutes later.
Me: "I am so sorry for my flippant comments I made earlier. I didn't mean to offend you, my brain just works faster than my mouth. I know the entire office is going through shock and morning, and I didn't intend to make it worse."
So, how was your day :)

That's hilarious.

Before stimulants, a friend was buying a cell phone at a store and the sales person had kneeled down and placed some papers and phones on the floor (like in a shoe store). At that time she asked my friend "what do I need to do to get you to get you to buy a phone today?" My mind figured out she had already done what she had to do and, unfortunately, I said "kneel down!"

I quickly tried to make itsound like a joke, but it was embarassing for the three of us. Meds now make me more likely to think before I decide to talk.

Those kinds of things used to happen to me a lot... well, of course they still do. But I'll never forget this one time when I was on crutches in the seventh grade, so I needed the elevator, which only teachers have elevator keys to (duh). So as this teacher is opening the elevator, I accidently said, meaning as a joke "So why do the teachers get to use the elevator when we have stairs?".

You should have seen the look she gave me. As Anne Hathaway said in 'Devil Wears Prada', "It looked like the flesh was going to melt off her face". She gave me this VERY intense stare that made me feel like a spec of dust! That creeped me out and shut me up for the entire elevator ride to the basement floor from the top floor. I sure won't forget THAT day, so I know how you feel ;)

It was during the time after the ritalin wore off complicated by stress of taking on too much stuff.
Glad to know that I'm not the only one - just wish the rest of the world could keep up with our thought!

I couldn't agree more :)

I just remembered a foot-in-mouth episode. It was when I first started dating my boyfriend. He had gotten sick and called me up to talk.

Him: oh im so sick (cough, cough, cough)
Me: Aww poor baby.
Him: yeah (cough)
Me: You want some chicken noodle soup?
Him: Yes
Me: Well then, go get some.

I meant it as a joke and totally thought it was funny--until I heard it out loud :eek: . I couldn't believe I did that (neither could he). I quickly apologized, but never forgot that incident.

This past winter I joined a church class that was doing a book on parenting. We would read a chapter a week and sit in groups to discuss how we implemented the principals. New church, new people, only knew a couple slightly - the guy leading the group asked me if I had gotten my reading homework done. I answered "yes I took it in the bathroom with me"

now why the hell did I have to share that information?

he just looked at me and said whatever works.

Ya know what Boardtabitz? I always believed that many people could learn many things of they just broke it all down into written material chunks that could be read while on the commode.

Hey it if it works it ain't broke, don't fix it.

Crazy