My Big Fat Mouth

April 17, 2011 at 9:00 pm 8 comments

I opened my big fat mouth in class the other night and felt like a complete idiot. I’m not sure if you guys know I’m in grad school at Georgia State. I’m getting my Master’s degree in Educational Leadership. Well, I went to class last Thursday night with a terrible attitude. I was sleep deprived, hungry and seriously aggravated. I just didn’t want to be there. I wanted to be at home in bed. But since it was the last scheduled class of the semester, I figured it was in my best interest to make an appearance.

We were discussing some aspect of the role of a public school principal. I wasn’t really paying attention. I was updating my Facebook status and instant messaging with my classmate (who was sitting right beside me). Anyway, my focus was on a million things besides the topic of discussion. But for some reason- I guess I was trying to sound smart or something-I input my two cents at the absolutely wrong time.

My comment was so stupid and asinine that my professor stood up from her seat and glared at me like I was turning into a big ball of slime. She said “No, absolutely not”. Damn. I don’t even remember what I said. It was something about how new teachers have to prove themselves in a school setting. Hell, I didn’t even believe the comment when I was making it. I just wanted to say something to cover up the fact that I was on Facebook.

Well, it certainly backfired and as Dr. Berry read me my rights in front of about 15 classmates, I shriveled up into a ball and exploded into a million pieces. For the remainder of the class, I had to hold back my tears and pretend not to be embarrassed. I was pissed at myself because so often I make dumb ass, unnecessary comments.

Needless to say my lips were sealed over the course of those remaining 2 hours. I made eye contact with no one, logged off of Facebook and started quietly singing “What a Friend We Have in Jesus”.

Have you ever had a brain fart and made a stupid comment? How did you handle the situation?

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8 Comments Add your own

  • 1. LaTonya  |  April 28, 2011 at 10:09 am

    Woo woo woo

    My problem is, I could be in the middle of talking, have a brain fart and forget what I was talking about. I make a joke about it, shrug my shoulders, and ask my class, “What was I talking about…” and we move on.

    You’re probably being really hard on yourself. Just like you, no one else even remembers what you, or the teacher was talking about.

  • 2. Kathy Sykes  |  April 25, 2011 at 9:07 am

    I’m dying laughing about singing “what a friend we have in Jesus”! At that point, it probably seemed like he was your only friend in that room. Wooooo….I can only imagine. I would have probably done the same thing as you!

  • 3. Denise  |  April 20, 2011 at 12:37 am

    Once its out there, not much you can do, as you have probably figured out about me, I’m not one to back peddle, so I usually just fess up, apologize if warranted and move on…
    I don’t usually mince on words, but we all have brain farts, some just more than others…
    Don’t sweat it….
    and for the record, I got busted for being on face book in church!!


    • 4. krystalgrant  |  April 20, 2011 at 6:35 am

      Ha! Facebook in church. Hilarious.

  • 5. Cheryl  |  April 18, 2011 at 5:32 am

    My Goodness! I wonder what u said. U must remember so we can have something else to laugh at when we all get together (like we laugh at Ms. Addie). LMBO!

  • 6. Pontificating Brother  |  April 17, 2011 at 10:26 pm

    Yikes….so sorry I can’t say I’ve ever done that….but I’ve seen it done before and I busted up laughing….probably not the best response. But it was funny as hell. Just chalk it up as a lesson learned and move on from it.

  • 7. Dana  |  April 17, 2011 at 10:23 pm

    Have I ever? I feel like I do it all of the time. But I’m learning to really try and focus on what people are saying, talk less and it doesn’t happen as often. I hope that you feel better now that your moment has passed. It’s always the worst feeling right after it happens.

  • 8. Qalil Little  |  April 17, 2011 at 9:55 pm

    Awwwww… (pats on back)

    I hope you’ll not be afraid to look her in the eye again and say something later!

    I used to go with my mom and dad (who was a pastor at the time) to some early morning prayer group – I mean like being at the church at 5:30 am early. This one morning I was sooooooooooo sleepy but insisted in going and fell asleep when we were supposed to be listening to the voice of Jesus. Well, when I am falling asleep I make a grunting noise and it usually wakes me up, which it did. Man-oh-man I grunted again and mmmmm mmmmm-ed and praised Jesus and said some 1/2 baked thing that didn’t really have to do with what we were praying about.

    They believed me.


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