We’ve all been really busy in our department lately and I was given a few huge projects – a teensy bit of stress and it effects me in different ways. It can build up and I can eventually have a good cry or….the opposite happens and the dumbest thing will make me lose it with laughter.
I walked into my associate’s office today to get some files and in a tone of playful sarcasm he asked me if I was having any fun yet.
What I meant to say was “Tons”, but I was thinking “Loads”. So what came out of my mouth first was, “Lons….I mean Toads…wait…”
My associate repeated, “Lons?”
Trying to keep my composure while we were both snickering, I said, “I meant to say ‘loads and tons’. But I guess I answered your question!”
“You did! In extra detail!”
I gathered up the files I needed, along with my waning dignity and went back to my office. The more I thought about how I messed up those words, the harder I laughed until the tears ran down my face. I love that kind of breakdown.