An (A)wkward Conversation

This post is part of the A to Z Challenge. Each post will be associated with a letter of the alphabet with the theme ‘Today, at work…’.

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Today, at work, I’m accompanying a group of trainees for an off-site visit.

I am in a bus sitting next to the French Lead Instructor, who, incidentally, I have a school-girl crush on.  He is on my right and the only part of our bodies that touch is the length of our bodies from hip to knee.  Occasionally, our shoulders bump.

The rest of the bus is filled with noisy Indonesian participants, singing along to the karaoke videos being played on the TV. Yes, in the bus.  Lucia, one of the trainees, who sit across the aisle from me tells me, “I may as well sing or else I will be stressed out by the traffic.” To each their own.

“Do you take a long holiday?” The French Lead Instructor asks after a short companionable silence in which I was enjoying just feeling.

“A long holiday?” I clarify. I give it some thought. “Well, I don’t normally take a long holiday.  I think the most recent holiday I went on lasted less than 3 days.” He looks at me and lifts both his eyebrows in disbelief.

Then another question from left field. “Do you have children?” I look at him, the wheels in my head spinning every which way.  Hmmm…I think to myself, how do I answer this and remain mysterious, elusive?  I go for direct. “No.” I reply and give my most enigmatic smile.  Well, I hope it translated into enigmatic instead of constipated.

His reply, “Oh. That’s why you don’t take a long holiday!”

Ouch. I was momentarily stunned into silence.  I couldn’t think of a suitable retort but end up saying, “Maybe that’s when I’ll take a long holiday. When I have kids.” I give a wistful smile, hoping to end the conversation which I was not really enjoying anymore.

“Well, you can have mine,” he says.  I go hahaha and look out the window.  Suddenly, from beside me, I hear him mutter, “Sorry.” I turn to him and ask, “Huh?” But he doesn’t reply.

Four hours later, in the scalding hot shower, that conversation came rushing back and then it hit me.  The reason why he said sorry. It probably sounded he was telling me I could have his kids.  He must’ve thought I’d think he was propositioning me!

An interesting thought but still…Awkward.

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What awkward conversations have YOU had in your workplace?

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28 thoughts on “An (A)wkward Conversation

  1. That was awkward! I would not have gotten it either. And don’t even have awkward conversations from work either. 🙂
    Good luck on the rest of the challenge.

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  2. hmm happens at work,you are right. Very long before,i had a similar kind of conversation wherin i was told to take a long holiday to have children!!! Well, how does that sound? Rather than a ouch it was a smackk moment.

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    • Hi Aneeta, I realise I have many many awkward conversations throughout the course of my worklife. I have no idea how I find myself in those kinds of situations! 🙂 I’m hopping over to your blog to check your post out!

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    • Haha well, glad you thought my awkward conversation was fun and interesting for you LOL Thanks for stopping by and good luck with the challenge!

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    • Hi! Well, I’ve tried burying the conversations deep but I guess not deep enough! 🙂 Thanks for stopping by. I’m hopping over to your blog next

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    • Hi Barbara, Yep, it does sound like a proposition huh? Hence, the awkwardness among colleagues…Thanks for stopping by and all the best for the challenge!

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  3. Not responding to your ‘Huh?’ is very awkward. I’ve had many people joke that I can have their kids when i tell them i don’t have any. I’m sure you remain mysterious to him. I’ve had many awkward conversations and misunderstandings since moving to a foreign country and learning a new language… I say ‘huh?’ a lot. 😀
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    • Hi there! Yes, it’s probably a cultural misunderstanding LOL Thank goodness the awkwardness didn’t last too long as we arrived at our destination and I promptly forgot about it 🙂 Thanks for stopping by!

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