I was just reminded (thanks Mel) of a funny story.
When I get uncomfortable or intimidated I usually respond in one of two ways. I either talk nonstop (loudly) or I can't think of anything intelligent to say so I say something truly not intelligent (sigh).
So, if you think I'm a little clown-like (which you might if you serve in the primary with me or the stake dance festival for that matter) or not very intelligent, I'm here to tell you it's just a quirk of my nature.
I often leave parties thinking either "did I really just say that?" or "did I close my mouth once?"
For example, I sure did broadcast to the Stake Presidency and their wives at a dinner that when we move we'll have to move our food storage under cover of darkness. I wasn't sure about the funny looks I was getting until someone said jokingly (ish) "You don't want to share?"
I think I laughed and then sat quietly for the rest of the dinner thinking to myself that somehow they'd got it all wrong - I just didn't want anyone to know how much food we have because I'm embarrassed that I still can't figure out what to cook for dinner!
Maybe someday I'll learn to close my mouth when I'm uncomfortable.
Anyway, to the story:
A few years ago Scott and I attended his nephew's wedding reception with his mother. We were waiting in the long line when who should breeze past us but Pres. Monson and his wife. He actually stopped to talk to a few people and saw my mother-in-law who he knew from playing the organ at the MTC for years. I can't remember exactly how the next part happened, all I know is that when the moment came for me to introduce myself or say something intelligent all I could say was, "I'm the wife." as I pointed at Scott. (Oh brother!)
If you have a story that can top this (please) feel free to share! It would make me feel so much less...well, you know.
5 comments:
It seems like everyone I've been talking to lately has a Pres. Monson story! We should compile them into a book. ;)
I know what you mean....I've stuck my foot in my mouth so many times that I usually keep quiet in big groups. People actually tend to think I'm shy (not true)!
Although I am out going when it comes to clogging I think you have known me long enough to realize I actually prefer to blend in with the wallpaper! I am never good at thinking on my feet, and I can't handle pauses in conversation so I always end up telling random stories that go no where! So we can be friends! :)
Oh, I say plenty of stupid things, and most of the time I don't even notice. That is probably worse, because I can't review later and think of something better to say. No, instead I am just doomed to do it all again the next time.
That is funny about the food storage though. Good luck moving it at night. If there is a disaster, we all know where you live...
Funny story Sunn... at least you didn't say, "I'm the girlfriend" with a child on your hip or something. See? It could have been worse!
I too am a shamed "nervous talker." Don't know which parent to blame this trait on.
Don't you remember when I asked Mike Tippets mother to "give me a breast" (instead of give me a break/give it a rest)?
Yes, it wasn't Pres. Monson, but embarrassing nonetheless.
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