Mine is a strange and terrible affliction.
I suffer from foot in mouth disease.
Or rather, the people around me suffer from my foot in mouth disease. No matter how thoughtful or empathetic I am, I can only take my foot out of my mouth long enough to put the other one in.
Witness my latest moment of idiotic thoughtlessness.
I went up to a group of Aboriginal people to ask for a light. We made a bit of small talk, and I asked where they were from. They said they were from the central desert. And I responded: "Really? Hey, do you have some relatives in there?" Pointing behind them - at the zoo.
They gave me a look of what the fuck. I continued, "because I was just talking to a woman in there, with a toddler, and a beanie, she comes from the desert..." Their faces cleared and they relaxed. "Yeah, that's my Aunty."
And I didn't even realise the possible implications of what I had said until afterwards when the clue boat came by and smacked me in the back of the head.
Way to imitate a racist fuckwit, Cinnamon Girl.
*an expression totally ripped from this excellent post by Harriet Jacobs.