Wednesday, March 10, 2010

What Not To Do At A Blogging Conference

An addendum to my last post:

Despite trying to be on my very best behavior at Bloggy Boot Camp I found myself unable to resist one temptation. No matter how many times I said to myself, "Do NOT do it. Again. Remember you're talking to nice, upstanding women." It kept slipping out.

The F-Bomb.

I'm not kidding, people.

It tumbled out of my mouth at least once in every conversation. Didn't matter who I was talking to. Or what situation. Or what I was talking about. In fact, the more inappropriate the situation or topic, the more likely it was to show it's ugly face. It was like funeral giggles.

The irony is that I'm not really a big potty mouth in regular life. Don't get me wrong, someone cuts me off and I can paint a picture with obscenities that would do Da Vinci proud. But I am aware that there is a little pitcher with VERY big ears in my presence almost constantly, so I do try to watch what I say. If my daughter drops the f-bomb at the gym daycare, or, gah, with her grandparents, I would be mortified.

But in all adult company, it's like the floodgates were opened and the fucks just came pouring out.

So my apologies to any of the nice ladies who might have been offended. I'm claiming temporary Tourette's.

28 comments:

  1. That's awesome...so glad to know that I'm not the only one in the world who freely uses the f-word! Don't beat yourself up too badly...someone there admired you for using it!

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  2. I find it actually feels good to let it fly when needed. And I swear since my kids became teenagers, I've used it more than ever!

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  3. Funny. I can not relate. Not one tiny bit. *wink*

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  4. I know exactly what you mean! When I am work or out with friends, cuss words sneak into my vocabulary when I'm not looking. I think it IS because we practice such restraint at home around our little ones, and the pressure just gets to be too much.

    You would not have offended moi, just so you know...

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  5. That is what I have. Environmental tourettes. And I can't recall when it started, but the girls are allowed to have potty mouths. Only at home. If they do it when friends are present. If we are not inside the confines of our own house, there are HUGE consequences. Gives them a little freedome...and teaches them how to have restraint. Maybe. :-)

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  6. LOL!

    And I only laugh b/c yesterday at work, I was cussing like a sailor. I don't usually do this but something just came over me.

    Must have been the water in Baltimore and it just had a delayed reaction for me.

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  7. LOL. We use it as a verb in my house. I have a really bad problem with it. I use it too much and it's somewhat hard to not use it.

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  8. It totally dawned on me that I said it at least twice during my presentation. I'm thinking I won't get asked to speak again. Whoops.

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  9. The F-bomb is one of my favorites but I'm ashamed to say it comes out too many times to be an accident.

    Ah well EFFFFF it! :D

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  10. I don't know what the fuck you're talking about.
    I say it way too often, I don't even notice when others say it too.

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  11. Eh, it happens to the best of us ;)

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  12. It's like being at a restaurant and having the chance to order what you really want, not what you can split with your picky child and also have for lunch the next day ... Glad you embraced the freedom (of the conference and the f-bomb)!

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  13. Hey, you didn't offend me at all! I may not use swear words a whole lot myself but I fully endorse your right to do so!
    Are you going to be at MomzShare? I hope so! You are going to need to try harder there! LOL

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  14. Okay Jayme's comment is a riot! lol! ha ha ha!

    I never swear.

    Blahhhhhaaa aahhhhaaa.

    I think the word comes out when it's comfortable. Like Lady bugs in the spring.
    >o)

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  15. There's something liberating about being around a bunch of adults that can bring out the f**k in me too.

    I'm sure you made a great impression!

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  16. My slip up word is damn it. I stub my toe? Damn it! I break a glass? Damn it! It just glows like water from a spicket. My kids will probably follow suit....yikes.....I hope they're not in Sunday School when it spews.

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  17. I'm so going to be guilty of this at BlogHer. I drop the F bomb 10 million times a day. Last night, we took the kids to the park. I was pushing baby D on the swings, and my husband was near the slides with big C. I noticed C getting pissed off about something, and I said out loud, 'Oh, Fuck.' OOOPS - sorry to the dad pushing his child right beside me!!!!

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  18. I use the F Bomb alot also. It is hard not to and the harder you try the easier it comes out. At least you tried and that is all you can do. LOL.

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  19. oh, please. We've all been there - both the overuse of F-words and the inappropriate bluting at blogger do's :-)

    I'm sure it made you all the more charming - except to the uppity ones of course, but who wants to be friends with those? (Not that there were any, I don't know. oh, right there, see? the blurting.)

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  20. Hey, Cara! I think we've been having issues with email. Anyhoo, I have my blogtrotting post read for tomorrow. I have it set to post @ 8 am. Please let me know if we're still on!

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  21. KJ - Absolutely! I'll have the intro post shortly before 8am. Can't wait to see it!

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  22. No worries. I think it's fairly normal. At least I hope it is.

    If I'm talking to anyone old enough to drink, I'm dropping F-bombs left and right.

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  23. That sounds like the entertainment factor of the blog gathering....

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  24. I drop f-bombs freely, you would not have offended me.

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  25. That is FUCKIN' AWESOME!! FUCK YEAH!!! Got to fucking love it! Are you going to BlogHer this year? You'll fit right in in New York Fuckin' City. :-)

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