Duh Moments

I’ve had a few excellent “duh moments” recently which I thought I’d share with you.

First, when I was prepping my garden this spring, I mentioned on Facebook that I hated pesky crackgrass.  A friend of mine asked what we were smoking at our place since there was quackgrass or crabgrass but no such thing as crackgrass.  Duh.

Then I was at a retirement party and we had to leave early because my uncle was in town for the evening.  As we were making our apologies, I said, “My uncle from – uh, is it Yellowknife that’s in the Northwest Territories?”  For some reason I get Yellowknife and Whitehorse mixed up.  Once I even said Yellowhorse.  Duh.

Just last week I was going through a receiving line at a wedding reception.  To the mother of the groom I said “welcome.”  Fortunately I realized my blunder, laughed about it, and said, “Did I just say ‘welcome’?  I mean ‘congratulations’!”  Duh.

None of these can hold a candle to my super-duper duh moment aka “my most embarrassing moment” which happened in Grade 8.  The class was about to start and the teacher said, “Kathryn, bend down.”  I didn’t know why he would say this, but I obediently ducked my head.  He looked at me strangely and said it again, so I bent down further.  By this time the kids around me were laughing.  I was completely bewildered.  He said it again.  This time I got out of my desk and crouched next to it.  The whole class roared.  Then I figured it out.  He was saying “pen down” not “bend down”.

We all have the occasional duh moment.  If we laugh it off, apologize if necessary, and move on, they just make life more interesting.