Freudian Slip of the Tongue
Have you ever had the kind of slip of the tongue where you were wondering what on earth you were thinking after it happened? I did, yesterday.
Weary from a long walk in the forest, a friend and I thought we deserved some ice cream for a reward.
We settled on PotBelly's where ice cream comes good and cheap and where, in my experience, service is relatively friendly.
Lost in empty thoughts, it took me a while to decide what I wanted.
When the young woman behind the counter called upon me, my eyes were still glued to the large sign above the counter that colorfully illustrated my choices of servings.
Hesitantly, I approached the register, as I kept my eyes on the same sign and had already rehearsed the order in my mind a few times - as both a social anxiety sufferer and a non-native speaker, it is often how I can get through ordering food in restaurants.
"I'd like a double dick dip of..
..
chocolate ice cream.
" A pause ensued.
She chuckled as she said, "chocolate ice cream, right?" I didn't understand what was so funny until I finally crash landed back on earth and realized that like a fool, I had just asked for a double dick of chocolate ice cream.
So much for the test run in my mind and for having the sign in my face.
Mortified, I turned around and told my friend who let out a chuckle.
I then stood aside and as I nervously waited for my ice cream, I witnessed the two people behind me order the same serving size of ice cream without any problem whatsoever.
Like a big idiot, I watched as both of them wisely asked for "two scoops.
" I wanted to hit myself for not using these words, too, but then figured that in my foreign mouth, through my dirty subconscious, these words would have turned into 'boobs' of ice cream.
As soon as I got my ice cream, I scurried off as quickly as I could.
While waiting for my friend to join me, I couldn't help but scold myself, "Is that all you think about, Cinthia?!" I could only imagine what would have happened if a man had been behind that counter.
Rule number one: pay attention to what you're saying when you speak- even if you're going to practice what you'll say in your mind beforehand and/or if you're going to read it off a huge a** board.
Weary from a long walk in the forest, a friend and I thought we deserved some ice cream for a reward.
We settled on PotBelly's where ice cream comes good and cheap and where, in my experience, service is relatively friendly.
Lost in empty thoughts, it took me a while to decide what I wanted.
When the young woman behind the counter called upon me, my eyes were still glued to the large sign above the counter that colorfully illustrated my choices of servings.
Hesitantly, I approached the register, as I kept my eyes on the same sign and had already rehearsed the order in my mind a few times - as both a social anxiety sufferer and a non-native speaker, it is often how I can get through ordering food in restaurants.
"I'd like a double dick dip of..
..
chocolate ice cream.
" A pause ensued.
She chuckled as she said, "chocolate ice cream, right?" I didn't understand what was so funny until I finally crash landed back on earth and realized that like a fool, I had just asked for a double dick of chocolate ice cream.
So much for the test run in my mind and for having the sign in my face.
Mortified, I turned around and told my friend who let out a chuckle.
I then stood aside and as I nervously waited for my ice cream, I witnessed the two people behind me order the same serving size of ice cream without any problem whatsoever.
Like a big idiot, I watched as both of them wisely asked for "two scoops.
" I wanted to hit myself for not using these words, too, but then figured that in my foreign mouth, through my dirty subconscious, these words would have turned into 'boobs' of ice cream.
As soon as I got my ice cream, I scurried off as quickly as I could.
While waiting for my friend to join me, I couldn't help but scold myself, "Is that all you think about, Cinthia?!" I could only imagine what would have happened if a man had been behind that counter.
Rule number one: pay attention to what you're saying when you speak- even if you're going to practice what you'll say in your mind beforehand and/or if you're going to read it off a huge a** board.
