Thursday, May 19, 2011

Type B Greets an Officer of the Law

Today, Harper and I made the trek over to Bethesda to have some routine lab work (me, thankfully, not Harper).

As I pulled up to a new hospital gate, I was distracted by a lot of construction.

I wanted to mention the new, substantial covered entrance to the guard who was about to check my identification. . . maybe even make a little jokey joke about how nice it was that we weren't having to do this in the rain (in hindsight, so, so lame, which scares me, because this means that on a daily basis, terribly stupid things must fly out of my mouth with abandon and I don't think a second thought because I don't blog about saying them. I digress).

So I got the standard and way polite, "Hello ma'am, how are you today?"

Since I hadn't quite put together exactly what to say or how to say it, the ole brain went on autopilot.

Typically, a disaster.

Even tonight, I still don't know what I was going for, but it had the word "good" in it. And I think my brain got the "day" from his "today," because what I emphatically blurted out was:

"Good day!"

and then I may have followed it up directly with a "yes."

Like.. Agreeing with myself? Answering for him?

The whole thing came out all garbled and the inflection was crazy, so I sounded a little like a hot-under-the-collar Gene Wilder, except not mad. Like.. jovial. And British.


  1. please, oh please watch this!!

    (well, listen to it..)

    not sure if you're familiar with brian regan, but i can't listen to him while drinking anything--because it only ends one of two ways--spewing it everywhere or peeing on myself... :)

  2. Haha, I was babbling like an idiot just this morning! Somehow I couldn't figure out how to tell the woman at the gym "Here's my payment for the next 6 months"

  3. I have often done the same thing! Ya gotta laugh!!!!!!

  4. Bahahaha! I love that clip. You are hilarious.