one of those "you had to be there" moments.

Some stories are hard to translate into...well...stories :)
Hopefully this one translates.

So tonight, Alicia and I were hanging out at Timmy's after watching Wild Hogs (which was a good laugh, by the way), and I was chatting about my cousin in Australia (hi Kyle!) and how he thinks Andrea (his sis, my cous) and I should come visit him there...and I was chatting about it, and all of a sudden changed over to saying "Amanda" instead of Andrea. I stopped myself and said to Alicia, "Amanda! Where did I get that from?" When we simultaneously heard a girl yelling into the back, "Amanda! Amanda!" I started laughing so hard. Not even realizing that this girl had been calling to the other, I had picked up on it, and used it in my own sentence. Talk about subliminal messages....

While it was hilarious in the moment (which could have done with the sugar rush and the tiredness we were both facing), I have also realized that I have been doing this a lot lately - saying the wrong thing. Which can kind of be embarassing when you're a waitress. For example, the other night, I was asking if i could bring more creams while I refilled the coffees at the table, but instead of coffee, said "ketchup"...cause i was looking at the ketchup bottle on the table. Needless to say, the table was a little confused as to why I would want to bring out more creams while refilling their ketchup...

I think the overall explanation is that I have been letting myself go into cruise control mode lately. Work has become pretty monotonous, and so I'm not fully thinking as I talk...more just asking the questions I'm supposed to, which also means I'm not always listening to the answers...also dangerous, especially when you arrive at the computer terminal, wondering what the heck the person just ordered from you.

The countdown has begun.