Comments on: The art of correcting others http://www.misszoot.com/2007/05/08/the-art-of-correcting-others/ misszoot.com - the mundane life of a horribly geeky mother of 3 Sun, 12 Feb 2012 13:32:42 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: Jem http://www.misszoot.com/2007/05/08/the-art-of-correcting-others/#comment-75974 Jem Thu, 10 May 2007 00:41:06 +0000 http://www.misszoot.com/2007/05/08/the-art-of-correcting-others/#comment-75974 OMG. I'm the worst. Last time I was in LA (In Jan) I was lucky enough to get invited to the table of one of my 3 most favouritest singers EVER at a bar. (Sebastian Bach from Skid Row). We drank and talked for hours as a group, and him and my friend (who invited me over) were talking about how they were both from New Jersey and I wasn't paying attention. They were listing bars they used to frequent, and they mentioned some bar called New Orleans (I think) and I was like "Man! Last time I was in New Orleans, I got SO drunk!" and Sebastian looked at me weird and goes "You've been to New Jersey?" Um, no. Shut up now. I even got really drunk later and called him out on being rude to some fans behind their backs, which I am KICKING myself for now, because everyone knows that Sebastian has one of the worst tempers of anyone in the music business. Luckily he was nice to me, and he even called me "honey doll" but I keep cringing thinking back on what he could have said to me. Also, he left pretty soon after that, and I feel bad because he probably thinks I'm an idiot and I never got to apologise. PLUS, I understand his reasoning now, because those fans WERE just trying to use him to listen to their CD. I had no idea what I was talking about. *kick* Anyway, I still cringe thinking back on how badly that night could have gone. Oh, and once I wore a white skirt with a pink top to a wedding. It doesn't sound THAT bad, but I was the paid entertainment (violinist) at the time. I have no idea what I was thinking,a nd I didn't click until afterwards how bad it was. Normally we wear black, and this one was an outdoor wedding and I was playing by myself and it didn't seem right to wear black, but I didn't CLICK onto what I was actually wearing. Man, I could list these all day. :) OMG. I’m the worst. Last time I was in LA (In Jan) I was lucky enough to get invited to the table of one of my 3 most favouritest singers EVER at a bar. (Sebastian Bach from Skid Row). We drank and talked for hours as a group, and him and my friend (who invited me over) were talking about how they were both from New Jersey and I wasn’t paying attention. They were listing bars they used to frequent, and they mentioned some bar called New Orleans (I think) and I was like “Man! Last time I was in New Orleans, I got SO drunk!” and Sebastian looked at me weird and goes “You’ve been to New Jersey?” Um, no. Shut up now. I even got really drunk later and called him out on being rude to some fans behind their backs, which I am KICKING myself for now, because everyone knows that Sebastian has one of the worst tempers of anyone in the music business. Luckily he was nice to me, and he even called me “honey doll” but I keep cringing thinking back on what he could have said to me. Also, he left pretty soon after that, and I feel bad because he probably thinks I’m an idiot and I never got to apologise. PLUS, I understand his reasoning now, because those fans WERE just trying to use him to listen to their CD. I had no idea what I was talking about. *kick*

Anyway, I still cringe thinking back on how badly that night could have gone.

Oh, and once I wore a white skirt with a pink top to a wedding. It doesn’t sound THAT bad, but I was the paid entertainment (violinist) at the time. I have no idea what I was thinking,a nd I didn’t click until afterwards how bad it was. Normally we wear black, and this one was an outdoor wedding and I was playing by myself and it didn’t seem right to wear black, but I didn’t CLICK onto what I was actually wearing.

Man, I could list these all day. :)

]]> By: Jess http://www.misszoot.com/2007/05/08/the-art-of-correcting-others/#comment-75240 Jess Wed, 09 May 2007 03:18:45 +0000 http://www.misszoot.com/2007/05/08/the-art-of-correcting-others/#comment-75240 I'm loving Bonnie's comment! At work a couple of days ago (I work at an acute care psychiatric hospital with pediatric patients), this is what I said to a few boys that were acting up, "Do I need to separate ya'll so you can sit... separately?" Yeah, true moment of brilliance. Luckily, the kids didn't notice. Only another therapist. I did the rapport/repertoire thing yesterday. I’m loving Bonnie’s comment!

At work a couple of days ago (I work at an acute care psychiatric hospital with pediatric patients), this is what I said to a few boys that were acting up, “Do I need to separate ya’ll so you can sit… separately?”

Yeah, true moment of brilliance. Luckily, the kids didn’t notice. Only another therapist.

I did the rapport/repertoire thing yesterday.

]]> By: Amy http://www.misszoot.com/2007/05/08/the-art-of-correcting-others/#comment-75230 Amy Wed, 09 May 2007 02:18:23 +0000 http://www.misszoot.com/2007/05/08/the-art-of-correcting-others/#comment-75230 I'm not sure if I can explain this "moment" very well; it may be one of those you had to be there for, but I'll try. I went to work one morning and there was a box in the hallway with some important looking computer parts/thingies (technical term, huh?) in it. It had somebody's name on it that sounded vaguely familiar, so I scooped it up and brought it inside. My office manager came in and asked what it was and I said "Its some kind of computer parts or something someone left in the hall for somebody....a Mr. Rash...? Isnt there somebody named Rash that works in this building? It says "T. Rash"...Isnt there a Tim? Tim Rash that works here...?" Yeah I got that same blank stare from her too. She said "Amy..... It. says. 'TRASH'." It was old toner cartridges and yes, the box said "TRASH", with a strategically spaced T & R and (teeny-tiny) ink blot between the two letters. I swear there was a dot there. And, there WAS a guy with the last name RAST who worked there....sooooo. Ok I give up. I was stupid. And then there was the time I referred a patient to a gynecologist for "crooked hole syndrome" but thats probably for another comment section. I’m not sure if I can explain this “moment” very well; it may be one of those you had to be there for, but I’ll try.

I went to work one morning and there was a box in the hallway with some important looking computer parts/thingies (technical term, huh?) in it. It had somebody’s name on it that sounded vaguely familiar, so I scooped it up and brought it inside. My office manager came in and asked what it was and I said “Its some kind of computer parts or something someone left in the hall for somebody….a Mr. Rash…? Isnt there somebody named Rash that works in this building? It says “T. Rash”…Isnt there a Tim? Tim Rash that works here…?”

Yeah I got that same blank stare from her too.

She said “Amy….. It. says. ‘TRASH’.”

It was old toner cartridges and yes, the box said “TRASH”, with a strategically spaced T & R and (teeny-tiny) ink blot between the two letters. I swear there was a dot there. And, there WAS a guy with the last name RAST who worked there….sooooo.

Ok I give up. I was stupid.

And then there was the time I referred a patient to a gynecologist for “crooked hole syndrome” but thats probably for another comment section.

]]> By: Casey http://www.misszoot.com/2007/05/08/the-art-of-correcting-others/#comment-75000 Casey Tue, 08 May 2007 20:06:20 +0000 http://www.misszoot.com/2007/05/08/the-art-of-correcting-others/#comment-75000 You were right - New Orleans is a big state -all to itself - just ask anyone in the rest of Louisiana :) You were right – New Orleans is a big state -all to itself – just ask anyone in the rest of Louisiana :)

]]> By: Bonnie http://www.misszoot.com/2007/05/08/the-art-of-correcting-others/#comment-74966 Bonnie Tue, 08 May 2007 17:00:04 +0000 http://www.misszoot.com/2007/05/08/the-art-of-correcting-others/#comment-74966 When I take my dogs for a walk, I carry plastic baggies in my pocket to pick up their poop. One morning at work someone inquired about something (a baggie) sticking out of my pocket. I replied, "Oh. That's a rubber. I always carry them when I walk my dogs." When I take my dogs for a walk, I carry plastic baggies in my pocket to pick up their poop. One morning at work someone inquired about something (a baggie) sticking out of my pocket. I replied, “Oh. That’s a rubber. I always carry them when I walk my dogs.”

]]> By: snakeepoo http://www.misszoot.com/2007/05/08/the-art-of-correcting-others/#comment-74959 snakeepoo Tue, 08 May 2007 16:16:47 +0000 http://www.misszoot.com/2007/05/08/the-art-of-correcting-others/#comment-74959 I'm quite sure I say silly things but the one that comes to mind is something my sister said. She is notorious for saying the most stupid things sometimes! She sad thing is she really is smart so it's really bizarre when she does it. Example: She worked for Merrill Lynch in Fort Worth, TX. My husband called her at work one day. (An unususal occurance) My sister said, "How did you get this number?" After a pause, my husband, "Ummmm....directory assistance?!" She was truly baffled as to how he reached her at work! I’m quite sure I say silly things but the one that comes to mind is something my sister said. She is notorious for saying the most stupid things sometimes! She sad thing is she really is smart so it’s really bizarre when she does it. Example:

She worked for Merrill Lynch in Fort Worth, TX. My husband called her at work one day. (An unususal occurance) My sister said, “How did you get this number?” After a pause, my husband, “Ummmm….directory assistance?!” She was truly baffled as to how he reached her at work!

]]> By: The Tuesday Ten: Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! « What’s A Quirk? http://www.misszoot.com/2007/05/08/the-art-of-correcting-others/#comment-74958 The Tuesday Ten: Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! « What’s A Quirk? Tue, 08 May 2007 16:15:03 +0000 http://www.misszoot.com/2007/05/08/the-art-of-correcting-others/#comment-74958 [...] 8th, 2007 Picture me hitting my forehead with the inside of my hand.  Miss Zoot inspired me to confess stupid things I’ve said or done over the years.  This should be [...] [...] 8th, 2007 Picture me hitting my forehead with the inside of my hand.  Miss Zoot inspired me to confess stupid things I’ve said or done over the years.  This should be [...]

]]> By: Maxine Dangerous http://www.misszoot.com/2007/05/08/the-art-of-correcting-others/#comment-74952 Maxine Dangerous Tue, 08 May 2007 15:53:13 +0000 http://www.misszoot.com/2007/05/08/the-art-of-correcting-others/#comment-74952 I once told a group of friends -- fellow English majors -- that my parents teached English. I was horrified. Still am. *twitch* ;) I once told a group of friends — fellow English majors — that my parents teached English. I was horrified. Still am. *twitch* ;)

]]> By: Nienuh http://www.misszoot.com/2007/05/08/the-art-of-correcting-others/#comment-74946 Nienuh Tue, 08 May 2007 15:21:34 +0000 http://www.misszoot.com/2007/05/08/the-art-of-correcting-others/#comment-74946 were, where, now, know etc. ;) were, where, now, know etc. ;)

]]> By: Nienuh http://www.misszoot.com/2007/05/08/the-art-of-correcting-others/#comment-74945 Nienuh Tue, 08 May 2007 15:20:28 +0000 http://www.misszoot.com/2007/05/08/the-art-of-correcting-others/#comment-74945 In Dutch i don't make many mistakes, the result of 2 parents that are teachers and used to correct me every time i made a mistake as a child. This made me feel stupid in two ways. One was them correcting me, another one was me knowing (and using) words that other childs didn't know and them laughing at me because i used difficult words (although they were the correct ones). In written english (and of course spoken too, but i hardly ever do that) i make a lot of mistakes, often using words that sound the same but are written differently. Of course i can't think of any words now... In Dutch i don’t make many mistakes, the result of 2 parents that are teachers and used to correct me every time i made a mistake as a child. This made me feel stupid in two ways. One was them correcting me, another one was me knowing (and using) words that other childs didn’t know and them laughing at me because i used difficult words (although they were the correct ones).

In written english (and of course spoken too, but i hardly ever do that) i make a lot of mistakes, often using words that sound the same but are written differently. Of course i can’t think of any words now…

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