Sometimes reading can lead to embarrassing situations.
Recently, I read Rock Candy by Giselle Fox. I laughed out loud when one of the characters said, “She’s dropping the kids off at the pool” when pondering why one of the characters was taking longer than usual in the bathroom. I hadn’t heard someone say that in ages.
The other day, when my partner was heading to the bathroom, I asked, “Are you dropping the kids off at the pool?” She’d never heard this before and thought it hilarious. Instead of taking credit, I stupidly explained I’d recently read it in a book.
Later that day, we were enjoying beers at the pub. A tennis match we wanted to watch was about to start, so I excused myself to use the restroom so I wouldn’t have to go during the match. I was across the room when my partner shouted, “Are you going to drop the kids off at the pool?”
I completely froze mid step. When I’d said it earlier, we were in the privacy of our home. Slowly, I turned and saw my partner doubled over laughing. She has a devilish streak and loves it when my face turns fire truck red.
And just in case you’re wondering, no I didn’t drop the kids off. In fact, I was so humiliated it may have been the fastest bathroom trip ever to prove to everyone I didn’t.