Sometimes you think you are communicating and you really aren’t. This makes me giggle. The following conversation or something very similar happened Monday.
Daughter: “I’m thinking of working overtime on Tuesday. It’s suppose to be busy…My friends want to go to Chillis(restaurant) afterwards.
Me:” Yeah, I was thinking of working Tuesday too. We are suppose to have about 11,000 people come through our terminal alone.”
Daughter: “Why don’t you work at my terminal? We could work together.”
Me: “If I work. I will work at mine. They are going to need my help”
….later
Me: “What time are you going to work on Tuesday?”
Daughter: “I don’t know probably at my regular time.”
Me: “Maybe, I can work the last half of first shift and a couple of hours in my shift and then meet you at Chillis.”
Daughter: …long awkward pause. “You want to hang out with my friends?”
Me: Confused look on my face. “..Never mind.”
🙂 LOL
[Me, also with a confused look on my face.] I don’t get it. Blonde moment, I guess.