you'd think I'd learn to keep my fucking mouth shut, right? but, no.

[harmonicon]

What the fuck is wrong with me? From today on, I have a new policy: I will never mention in conversation a person or object who/that is not in immediate eyesight. If I mention something, it's almost guaranteed that the most painfully ironic thing that could happen next will.

Case in point: say, for instance, I'm standing outside of a building around the corner from the doorway having a cigarette and talking to someone. This person asks a question about someone else, and then we have a long and very truthful conversation about events that involve me and that someone else and feelings that I do and do not have about that someone else.

Here's the quiz: what then happens next?

a) we wrap up the conversation and go inside

b) we see the someone else coming and change the conversation to another topic

c) that certain someone else then walks 5 feet from us from the doorway, doesn't look in our direction, and walks away. A doorway which they may have just exited, but were more likely standing in front of listening to two people have a frank and embarrassing conversation about them for 5 - 10 minutes.

The answer is of course "c". It's always "c". Being sober is over rated. Maybe I this would have happened if I'd been drunk, but I wouldn't have cared as much or felt nearly as stupid.

[QueenOfCalifornia]

1. How about

writing something shitty about a person whom you find irritating and then accidently emailing it to THEM????

Yep, I did it.

sigh

[harmonicon]

2. yeah, I'm sure that's in my future

I can almost assure it. Fuck. Maybe I have to be sure to add "never email anyone anything" to my list of things not to do.

[QueenOfCalifornia]

3. It is a sure fire way

of not wanting to look at your in box on the old email for about a week.

[fudge stripe cookays]

4. Hey don't feel bad....

This same thing got me fired last year.

I worked as a contractor for awhile at GE, and worked under a complete prick who ranted and raved about politics ALL DAY. I had finally had enough, because I could not work. I asked him nicely to stop. My company pulled me from there (thank God).

Next job, I worked with another contractor who had worked with said prick. We were comparing notes one day. Unfortunately, we happened to do it within earshot of a FRIEND of said prick who worked at this other company.

That was it for me. But I went home that afternoon, applied for a job on Monster, and am still there. I love my new job. Everything happens for a reason, as they say!

[harmonicon]

5. good for you

Luckily, this isn't something that could cause me to lose my job, but seriously fuck up a lot of personal relationships, along with things at my (fake) work, because they're painfully intertwined.