Some day I might learn to control my big mouth.

This morning someone in my office asked me when Mother's Day was.

I said I didn't know.

He replied, "Well, a mother should know these things."

And before I realized it, I had replied, "Well, I'm not a mother and I don't have a mother, so there's really no need for me to know when Mother's Day is."

He didn't appreciate my response.

I really didn't mean anything by it--it just popped out of my mouth before I had time to even think about it. It's just the way I think.

I guess most people just assume that everybody celerates every holiday and everyone has parents and children and big families and that birds sing in their presence and that life is wonderful and that they don't have a care in the world--just like THEM.

However, I don't think this was as bad as when the BAC (that's "born-again christian", or in this case, the MC, "megachurch christian") asked the only Jewish person in the entire office the day after Easter if he enjoyed his holiday--"whatever ritual it is that your people do."

He thought he was being cute. Then he offered to take the guy out for a beer.

Some people just need a good slap upside the head.

And I doubt I'll ever be able to control my mouth.