There have been times that I have screwed up phone calls. This is one of those times.
It was a really slow day at the call center, and my fellow agents and I were having private conversations. The night before this, somehow I fell down a rabbit hole in YouTube and found a very, very amusing video of a young woman talking about the benefits of cold coffee enemas. I will be very open and upfront–I don’t know if this is something that is truly medically beneficial or just some woo she was peddling, I just cared about the funny factor.
So I’m talking to one of my coworkers, and I break out with, “The best part of waking up is Folgers in your butt! Oh my freaking god, coffee enema, who even thought of that?”
When, to my horror, I hear this response through my headset: “You know, I’ve heard about coffee enemas, but I’m afraid to try them. Caffeine already does a number on me.”
I lost all color to my face, then had all the blood from the lower half of my body come up to compensate. There was a flurry of “ohmygodI’msorryyouwerren’tsupposedtohearthat” with her laughing at me and saying she didn’t think she was supposed to, and she would keep it between us. I nearly died in my seat. I was REALLY embarrassed, and I never lived it down.