I worked with toddlers and pre schoolers for three years. Sometimes I accidentally slip and tell a friend to say bye to an inanimate object (“say bye bus!”) & occasionally they unthinkingly just do it.
I’m glad there’s a teacher version of “accidentally called teacher ‘mom’”
when I worked at Medieval Times occasionally I would slip in real life and call people “my lord”
One time during family prayer, dad began: “our father who art in heaven, American Airlines, how can I help you?”
One time my dad went to the White Castle drive-thru and the lady (who was supposed to say ‘Welcome to White Castle, what’s your crave?’) asked, “Welcome to White Castle, what’s your problem?”
She apologized profusely while my dad proceeded to lose his shit laughing.
Yesterday I went to Wendy’s and the girl said “Welcome to McDonalds” and then just sighed
Today after working drive through for a solid three hours, I moved to the front counter to take care of a customer. “Your total is $3.47,” I said, maintaining full eye contact, “you can come on up to the window.”
I have, on too many occasions, nearly said “Thank you for coming” because it’s part of my automated shpiel, “thank you very much, you have a good rest rest of the day” which I already say when I’m done purchasing something.
My nan used to work at Tesco many years back, and apparently when doing the announcements one time she thanked everyone for shopping at Sainsbury’s.
i know ive blogged abt this before but does anyone else remember the study on the children w/ a broken furby who like. removed its skin and cut it into as many pieces as those who were present for the ceremony to be taken far away and buried as a means of appeasing it?? & they like?? defined the skin as the ghost and the rest as the goblin and both were angry that the children had killed it??????????????? please
I read about it in Sherry Turkle’s Alone Together: Why We Expect More from Technology and Less from Each Other. here:
Pride, Prejudice and Mail Order 