Day 22

Day 22 → Something you wish you hadn’t done.

I'm one of the types of people who lives constantly with regret.

I was talking to a friend once who said something like, "I did it and at least I know that I tried," and I was, like: You made a damn fool of yourself.

I'm very anti-making-a-damn-fool-of-myself.

A young man who worked in a coffee shop that I frequented while I was at university had a three-item list of his most embarrassing experiences. Number one was...I think it was the time he set himself on fire. Number two was when he accidentally fondled a man who was wearing a shirt similar to one his girlfriend was also wearing. I don't remember what number three was. Maybe it was the time a young woman he was dating announced at Easter dinner with her family that she had no intention of ever sleeping with him.

Me? I tend to put my foot in my mouth all the time.

Last week a woman at the studio showed me a vase she had made and I said something like, "Oh, that's nice. Doesn't look like your work at all." I meant: That doesn't look like your work AND ALSO it's nice. But she took it as: Your usual work looks like crap, but this is kinda nice. (Actually, she's very good humored, so she understood what I meant; she just wanted to tease me.)

Years and years ago, I had a chemistry teacher who used to talk up her husband all the time, saying how wonderful he was and how kind he was and how handsome he was. One time she brought a picture in of him and I looked at it and without thinking said, "I thought you said he was handsome." She hit me in the arm and grabbed the picture away. God, I felt like a dunce--but it's true, he wasn't handsome at all. Then later when he left her (I think for another woman), I felt somewhat vindicated. Turns out he was an ugly person after all.