I Take It Back!

I was on the train today on my way home from work. At one of the stops a lady got on and asked if the seat next to me was taken. I scooted over so she could sit on the aisle. She sat down in the seat I had just vacated and said, "oh, the seat's warm." "Sorry," I quickly mumbled.

Yep, I totally apologized to a stranger for exuding body heat. Such a wimp. "Oh, dear, I'm so sorry, you see, my body maintains a temperature of 98.6 degrees and it never occured to me that at some point this would inconvenience you, a complete stranger, but I do apologize and I will look into what I can do about that, but in the meantime, perhaps I could fan you with my magazine?" WIMP!

I don't know why I do this. My mouth works quicker than my brain and so whenever someone says something slightly awkward to me and I'm not sure how to respond, I tend to have an apology reflex. So I apologize to people a lot for no reason. To the point that I apparently apologize to strangers for my mere existence.

Oh how I wish I could go back in time and be able to say to this rude woman, "oh, right, yeah, I farted right before you sat down." That would have been so much better.