Thursday, January 31, 2008
Pronunciation and the art of hearing
We found a dieing rat outside of our office doors this afternoon, and in attempt of telling our Director of Facilities a third party to the conversation said:
"Don't they give you 'poop-on-a-plate'?
My eyebrows shot together faster than white on rice!
"Pardon?" My questioning ear spoke on their own accord. (A sight to see)
"Poop-on-a-plate' that's what rats carry, isn't it?" She repeated and expounded.
"Do you mean 'Bubonic Plague'?"
"Yes, that's what I said - 'poop-on-a-plate'"
Needless to say, I had to leave the room before I had an accident in my skivvies.