As I may have mentioned before, my daughter has Asperger’s and many times comes out and says exactly what she thinks about things.This is regardless as to who they are, or indeed where we are. I seem to spend a lot of time trying to explain to her why it is not polite/tactful to be so blunt, but sometimes, just sometimes I think we would all just love to say what we really think….
You have been invited to a friend’s/family member’s house for a coffee; just as you are about to leave, you get a phone call asking if you could ‘just pick up a pint of milk, packet of cigs’ and a few other bits and pieces. You don’t actually have that much money on you and you know it is going to be tricky asking for your money back when you deliver the goods. What you want to say is,
“No I bloody can’t! Why the hell did you invite me over for coffee when you haven’t even got any milk. Why can’t you do your own shopping?”
What you actually say is,
“Oh yes, of course I will . Do you need anything else?”
You are walking along the street when someone coming the other way barges into you and knocks you out of their way.
What you want to say is,
“Watch where you are going you Arsehole!”
What you actually say is,
“Sorry!” Yes really. Or at least I do!
You are in the supermarket, strapped for time trying to get grocery shopping done, only to come to an abrupt halt as two shoppers are having a chat, blocking the aisles with their trolleys. They see you trying to get by, glare at you before finally huffing and puffing, and moving a fraction so you can just about get through.
What you want to say is,
“So sorry to interrupt your important meeting just so that I can actually do my shopping as this is a supermarket not a village hall!”
“What you actually say is,
“Thanks so much, whilst looking apologetic for having disturbed them!
This one probably only applies to me as I am a ‘Philistine’ who likes their steak well-done. On going out for a birthday meal with my mum and some other family members, i and some others requested a steak. I explained how I liked it cooked and when the waitress plonked it down forcefully, and dare I say resentful in front of me she asked me if ‘it was well done enough for me or should she take it back and get the chef to cremate it a bit more’
What I wanted to say was,
“How dare you try to belittle and humiliate me in front of everyone you rude excuse for a person. You can sod off if you think I am leaving you a tip, other than get some bloody manners!”
What I actually said was,
“Thank you, that will do fine!”
Ahhh yes, wouldn’t it be good to say what we really think sometimes. Anything you would like to say?
Rhyme and No Reason! 