Who Is Guilty Of Putting Foot In Mouth?

Remy said:
My mother knew a woman years ago who had her last child a bit later in life. If you looked at this woman, she had very smooth skin but her hair was completely gray and she wore it up in a bun. She said sometimes the check out person at the store would say something like "oh you have your cute grandbaby today" or something like that. She said it bothered her a bit but she never corrected them. She realized they meant no malice.
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My late aunt was 43 when her "surprise baby" was born. Unfortunately for her, she was a heavy smoker and had a lot of wrinkles and looked even older. When anyone asked about her "grandson", she'd say, "Oh, this is my little brother. I'm just helping Mom out today with him."
 

Many years ago when Whatsisname, The Father of My Children, was finishing up his last year for his undergrad degree, I was hired as a temp to help out at a homecoming event at his school. There was a lull in registrations for a little bit, and a casually-dressed man was sort of wandering around checking things out stopped to chat with me. He was very nice and asked if I was a student. I told him no, a student's wife, that my DH was graduating and had been named outstanding graduating senior in his college, with a 4.0 average over four years. The man was impressed, and told me that the outstanding senior from each of the colleges at the university was always invited to the President's Dinner.

I said to the nice gentleman, "How nice. I wonder if DH knows that. Do you work here?"

Nice gentleman replied, "Yes, I do; I'm the president. If your DH doesn't know about the President's Dinner, he will in the next few days when he gets a formal invitation in the mail."

Imagine asking the president of the university if he works there? How was I to know? I was mortified!
 
A deliberate mistake on my part because I have a very dry humour.
It was in 2021 when in hospital with a chest infection and a broken coccyx.
Two doctors came in to see me while I was having trouble with my lungs wheezing like an old traction engine.
One doctor said he had come to see how I was faring when trying to stand with me being disabled and any weight pressing down on my spine. It was taking me all my time to answer him with my breathlessness and the other doctor said "I am very concerned about your chest Maisie" I looked at him and said "Yes so am I because they used to be two rosebuds at one time now they are two dead hanging baskets and if you can do anything about them I would much appreciate it" They looked at each other and burst out laughing so loudly and while they were rolling up with laughter the head nurse came in saying "I see you have met Maisie."
 
Georgiagranny said:
Many years ago when Whatsisname, The Father of My Children, was finishing up his last year for his undergrad degree, I was hired as a temp to help out at a homecoming event at his school. There was a lull in registrations for a little bit, and a casually-dressed man was sort of wandering around checking things out stopped to chat with me. He was very nice and asked if I was a student. I told him no, a student's wife, that my DH was graduating and had been named outstanding graduating senior in his college, with a 4.0 average over four years. The man was impressed, and told me that the outstanding senior from each of the colleges at the university was always invited to the President's Dinner.

I said to the nice gentleman, "How nice. I wonder if DH knows that. Do you work here?"

Nice gentleman replied, "Yes, I do; I'm the president. If your DH doesn't know about the President's Dinner, he will in the next few days when he gets a formal invitation in the mail."

Imagine asking the president of the university if he works there? How was I to know? I was mortified!
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One of my first days working at the hospital, I was setting up for a meeting in a restricted area of the building. It was emphasized vigorously in our training that we WERE.NOT. to let anyone in through a restricted door. If they had the proper pass, they could open the door. If they didn't, they needed to go to a manned area and be admitted. Letting someone in who didn't have the proper pass was a fireable offence.

There was an exterior door to the room and a man was knocking on the door. Nobody else was there, so I did not let him in. I gestured to him to go around to the manned door. He knocked a couple more times and then left.

The meeting attendees arrive and the man was among them. I asked someone who he was. Gulp. He was the hospital president. Double gulp. Nothing was said to me, but I was just following rules and so should have he followed them. I sweated that one out for days.
 
Knight said:
I learned not to ask fat women when is the baby due?
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I had an opposite situation. A neighbor of ours lived about 4 houses down from us and we just talked to her once in a great while. She was very heavy...obese in the extreme. One day while taking a walk we ran into her and I said, "how have you been?" She said, "I'm doing fine. The baby is due any day now." I couldn't tell from looking at her that she was pregnant and I didn't want to insult her by giving the impression that she was so fat I couldn't tell, so I just kind of did a double-take and sputtered, "ohhh, uh-huh, I'm sure you're getting excited" or something like that. I was caught off guard, but still feel like I sort of opened mouth, inserted foot.
 
Lady said:
A new Postman delivered a parcel this week in the Snow , he was wearing a pair of Shorts , I said you're brave , which he didnt answer ,so i said you know what i mean dont you , he said yes i know what you mean , and stomped off .
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Ok, I'm dumb. Why was he offended?
 
Who put their foot in their mouth, in this case?

When a man called the Maternity Unit of the local hospital,
to ask if his wife had gone into labour yet, he said, "has Mrs
???? gone into labour yet? No said the nurse over the phone,
is this her first child? No was the reply this is her Husband".

Mike
 
My attempt at creating a diplomatic incident happened in Amsterdam when I went out for a meal with two American pilots. In the course of conversation, I mentioned that the KLM flight that I arrived on, had an all female crew. One of the pilots was not impressed and said that he wouldn't trust flying a plane to women. I (without thinking) said that I wouldn't trust flying a plane to anyone who couldn't use a knife and fork!:oops::p:p.
 
I seem to do it so innocently and land myself in hot water.
Lady said:
Who said he was affended ? I took it as he didnt want him being in shorts mentioned .
I probably was the hundreth person to have said something about him wearing shorts in the snow /freezing weather.
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Well, I don't call that putting your foot in your mouth. This is the definition:
to say or do something that you should not have, esp. something that embarrasses someone else:
I really put my foot in my mouth – I asked her if Jane was her mother, but she said Jane is her sister.
 

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