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Well, it hasn’t killed *me* yet, but it does keep me awake at night sometimes, wishing that I could have just kept my mouth SHUT. Gah.
this happens to me all the time. in fact, some days i think i should just go home and get back in bed so that i don’t say anything else that’s stupid, or hurtful without thinking. :(
You just described my day. And it isn’t over yet. Thanks for helping me get through it.
I think I would prefer to be in conversation with someone open, honest about what they are thinking or feeling, and up-front. Yes, tact can be nice sometimes, but it tailors something that should never be tailored – the actual person. Or so I think. Right now. That could change in ten minutes.
If a little bit of awkward had deadly consequences, no one would ever make it past the age of 12! I know I would certainly be dead, dead, dead by now!!!
I was going to say yes – the people who fall down elevator shafts, get their pants stuck in escalators, fall out of windows in tall buildings. But those people are clumsy. Clumsy and unlucky – that kills people. Awkward, nah. Awkward’s what makes the world go around, awkwardly.