{"id":274,"date":"2006-08-24T09:46:23","date_gmt":"2006-08-23T22:46:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/2006\/08\/24\/coming-out-wrong\/"},"modified":"2007-12-30T21:16:01","modified_gmt":"2007-12-30T11:16:01","slug":"coming-out-wrong","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/2006\/08\/24\/coming-out-wrong\/","title":{"rendered":"Coming Out Wrong"},"content":{"rendered":"

Between my<\/a> stories<\/a>, and those of Sunny<\/a>, Cassie<\/a> and Ferryman<\/a> (I’m still grinning at the thought of that last one.) we are starting to get a theme here of things we have said that came out wrong.<\/p>\n

Here’s another story of coming out wrong… wait, wait… let me re-word that.<\/p>\n

Act I<\/h4>\n

I was at a festival in Ireland festival last month, and I met up with an Australian friend.<\/p>\n

“Have you met any other Australians here?” I asked.<\/p>\n

“Oh yes!” she exclaimed, and then listed off a number of people that I knew. “And Gabe.” she finished off.<\/p>\n

“Gabe? I don’t know Gabe.” I explained.<\/p>\n

“Oh, Gabe from Brisbane! You don’t know her? Everyone knows Gabe. She’s lovely! You’ve got to meet Gabe.”<\/p>\n

Act II<\/h4>\n

This young woman comes up to me slightly excited.<\/p>\n

“Oh! You are speaking with an Australian accent! I am from Australia too!”<\/p>\n

“Oh hello!” I said, “Are you Gabe?”<\/p>\n

“WHAT DID YOU SAY?!” she demanded, her eyes angry and her voice sounding offended.<\/p>\n

Now, I am familiar enough with offending people, but rarely so quickly and so innocently. I was caught on the backfoot.<\/p>\n

“Err.. Sorry, I heard there was an Australian woman her called Gabe, and I was just asking if your were Gabe.”<\/p>\n

“Oh! Gabe!” she repeated, the fire in her eyes dying away. “I misheard you. No, I am not Gabe<\/strong>!” she clarified, emphasizing the plosive.<\/p>\n

Act III<\/h4>\n

Even after I had stammered out some apologies, and tried to act as polite as possible towards her, it didn’t seem like she really quite trusted me after my faux pas. At least not until the next day, when she came up to me with another woman in tow: “Julian, I’ve got someone you should meet. This is Gabe<\/strong>.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Here’s another story of coming out wrong… wait, wait… let me re-word that.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_s2mail":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[23,35,30,41],"tags":[106,211,177],"class_list":["post-274","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-based-on-a-true-story","category-heroic-failures","category-humour","category-story-telling","tag-anecdote","tag-mondegreens","tag-travel"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/274","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=274"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/274\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=274"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=274"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.somethinkodd.com\/oddthinking\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=274"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}