I say the worst things.
When I first started working at my current job, I was walking with two co-workers to get lunch at Baja Fresh. We ran into someone that my co-workers knew but who I’d not yet met. After chatting for a while, one of the friends said:
“Well you’re looking very svelte. Have you lost weight?”
“Yes, but not the way you’re supposed to.”
Here’s where my brilliant mouth jumps in. “What? Are you anorexic?”
Without even looking at me, he says, “My wife died two weeks ago.”
If any of you wonder why I’m so nice, it’s because I have a lifetime of comments like that to make up for.
Let’s commiserate. What lame comments have you made? Have you asked a woman if she’s pregnant only to find out she’s not? Please, only one gaff per person. I’ve got at least two more feet I stuck in my mouth, at which time you can regale me with more of your stories. 😉