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Faux Pas of the week.

You didn't forget about our other thread digger, Dr. Frankenstein, did you?

I almost think that Silky Smooth is putting Dr. Frankenstein to shame... Tom is Brutal!! :thumbup1:

There are threads I think I would pay money not to have come back up to light....

umm... never mind... not really.... :blush:
 
I've been spending my whole life digging my foot out, but here's one.

Early in my career, I as the manager was travelling with one of my distributor's newest salesman. He had coached me before this one particular call that this was his toughest customer, and frankly, the guy intimidated him. I told him to just sit back, I the "Seasoned Pro" , would put my Best Irish Schmooze on the guy and we'd win him over to our side.

What I wasn't coached on was that the receptionist, was a flat out 12 on a 10 point scale. For one of the only times in my life, I was speechless. As I recall, her name was Julie. Well, I got my "selling legs" back under me as she called Jack to tell him we were here.

Out walks Jack; the usual handshakes and pleasantries and we head back to his office. Now comes the foot in mouth:

"Jack, my god your receptionist Julie is incredibly beautiful. She'd be a hell of a way for me to start every morning in bed with her." Without batting an eye, Jack says, "I don't know, she's my daughter, she doesn't do that much for me".

At this point I looked at the rookie salesman and told him the call was his now.
 
Not recent, but one of my biggest faux pas was a few years ago while waiting for a lab based biology class to start. I idly mentioned that what we all really needed was personal lab helpers- Igor types; hunchbacked and all. I turned around, and there was a six foot six hunch back.
I was suitably mortified, and the conversation curled up and died.
 
Not recent, but one of my biggest faux pas was a few years ago while waiting for a lab based biology class to start. I idly mentioned that what we all really needed was personal lab helpers- Igor types; hunchbacked and all. I turned around, and there was a six foot six hunch back.
I was suitably mortified, and the conversation curled up and died.

Think about the career he could have had in basketball!
 
While in college I was visiting my grandmother--mooching a free lunch is more like it :biggrin: --when this beautiful, *very* busty young girl came over to do some gardening for her.

A few days later I was back after school and one of my grandmother's friend was over for coffee. She mentioned the girl who was doing work for my grandmother, and I made some tasteless comment about the size of the girl's. . .um, endowment.

My grandmother's friend fixed me with a withering glare, and said, "That's my granddaughter!"

I slunk out of there, my face red and a bit wiser.:redface: :redface: :redface:

She was hot, though!:tongue:


Mitch- a common mistake made by most young men- as you grow older you will learn to take a breath/pause and ask if the grandmother has her granddaughter's telephone number- has worked for me in the past:biggrin:
 
I feel bad...

OK...I don't tell this much...

When I was younger I ...lets just say I liked women...

Well one night I was working as a bouncer in a club...an beautiful lady walks in...she is probably 10 years older than me.....but she just had this way about her....

As the night went on I noticed her and her friends were having way too much to drink and I asked if they needed a cab...

I called a cab and this lady had gone to the bathroom and missed the ride...

It is now closing time and I notice she is still in the bar....

I talk to her and offer her a ride home....
Lets just say in the morning I left...

Fast forward about 5 years......................

I am working installing computer systems...a great looking girl hits on me.....

A couple of months go by and we are spending most of our time together.....

So she asks me to spend the weekend with her and her parents.....

We arrived and her mother was the lady in the bar....

Lets just say a couple of days in hell would have been better...

To make things even more like living in hell....the mother spent most of
her time trying to feel me up!!!!!!!
 
:lol: :lol: :lol: sorry man - just makes me laugh- maybe I am getting old- but been there and done that.... i feel for you- not like her mom- but you know what I mean:biggrin:
 
We arrived and her mother was the lady in the bar....

Lets just say a couple of days in hell would have been better...

To make things even more like living in hell....the mother spent most of
her time trying to feel me up!!!!!!!

That's not a faux pas; that's a young man's fantasy.
 
I feel bad...

OK...I don't tell this much...

When I was younger I ...lets just say I liked women...

Well one night I was working as a bouncer in a club...an beautiful lady walks in...she is probably 10 years older than me.....but she just had this way about her....

As the night went on I noticed her and her friends were having way too much to drink and I asked if they needed a cab...

I called a cab and this lady had gone to the bathroom and missed the ride...

It is now closing time and I notice she is still in the bar....

I talk to her and offer her a ride home....
Lets just say in the morning I left...

Fast forward about 5 years......................

I am working installing computer systems...a great looking girl hits on me.....

A couple of months go by and we are spending most of our time together.....

So she asks me to spend the weekend with her and her parents.....

We arrived and her mother was the lady in the bar....

Lets just say a couple of days in hell would have been better...

To make things even more like living in hell....the mother spent most of
her time trying to feel me up!!!!!!!


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Mitch- a common mistake made by most young men- as you grow older you will learn to take a breath/pause and ask if the grandmother has her granddaughter's telephone number- has worked for me in the past:biggrin:

How much older were you when you were still asking for granddaughters' telephone numbers? 40? :wink:
 
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