So, I admit it. Occasionally I swear. And by occasionally, I mean whenever I feel like it. I’m not ashamed, I don’t feel guilty–they are just words and sometimes I choose to use them instead of the more politically correct “Shoot” or “Fudge”.
I went to a dinner the other night with some friends, including some people I didn’t know. I was talking with a friend about something, and I said the F-word.
The girl sitting a few seats away was apparently listening in, and interrupted.
Her: Did you just say “#$%@”?
Me: Uh, I guess so. I wasn’t really paying attention.
Her: Don’t you have kids?
Me: Uhhhh, yeah. But I don’t think they can hear me. They’re at home, sleeping.
Now, please, let’s all give her a big, cyber eye-roll.