I was talking to my neighbor about her dog. Who I loved but hadn’t seen lately. She told me it hadn’t worked out and she no longer lived there. So I told her I wish I would have known and I would have taken her. She was talking about her girlfriend. Not the dog.

One time I waited in a very long line to get an author’s signature but when she asked “name?” and I answered my daughter’s name! Just like I had to do every day for school pickup. So now I own a very spicy book addressed to my then four year old. Everytime I see it on my shelves I laugh and cringe a little

I’ve shared this on here before in response to a similar post, but I walked past TSA and gave the guy a high five one time. He yelled “MA’AM!” at me and I was so confused until I saw his face and realized he held up his hand to imply “stop” instead of “great job, high five.” It was years ago, but think about this at least once per week.

Back when “your mom” was a thing. Said it to a friend the week he came back after his mom passed away. I cried, he laughed.

I was a new server in a restaurant when I was 18. I was introducing myself to everyone. One of our cooks introduced himself as Bywin. I repeated it back to him. He said “no, Bywin”. So that’s what I called him *all day* before someone pulled me aside and said “his name is Byron. He can’t say his “R”s.“ I had literally been mocking my new coworker to his face all day he was v nice about it but I still think about it at least once a week.