Tu Veux Un Update?

After my terrible, horrible, no good, very bad experience with Le Vous at my physical therapist's office, I was absolutely DREADING my RDV last Thursday.  I gave myself a pep talk before going in her office and I basically pretended like nothing had gone wrong last time ...no I had not inappropriately told her that she could tutoyer me, no there had not been a million awkward moments that followed.


She gave me a bizarre "Bonjour" as she walked through the waiting room to wash her hands and we didn't mention it once during my therapy session - so far, so good.

Then Monday happened.

We were doing the electrodes whilst she gave me the mini-massage (so that we would have time for "exercise"), when she said, "On s'est dit qu'on aller se tutoyer, non?" (We said we were going to use the tu, didn't we?).  Oh. Dear. God. Why does this happen to me?

Then, just to up the awkward ante a little more, I said, "Oh yes, we did, but last time I felt like maybe you didn't feel comfortable with that.  And you're right, it is hard to switch.".

Then we used the vous. For the entire rest of the session.

Email of Shame

Oh.Wow.

You know when you are writing to someone and something feels just...I don't know...off?  Well, I was having one of those moments yesterday as I wrote an email about toilet paper (let's not even get into why I spend my time writing about toilet paper...).

I find that the longer I live in France, the more I make mistakes in English.  I'm always Googling words to verify my spelling or my where/wear - their/there/they're - it's/its - who's/whose.  It's rough. 

It makes me wonder about myself...could I be losing my English? I often have words on the tip of my tongue but just can't quite remember how to say something.  I know the word exists but ...ehhh...nope, can't find it. I'm just now thinking of a word I was searching for during a conversation this week - it has just now popped into my head: pro rata.  Only took me two days to find it! sheesh.

But back to the toilet paper...

I can now say with complete confidence that my most embarrassing moment yet is when I sent an email to a client and then realized (after the fact, bien sur) that I had called it a role of toilet paper about four times in the email. Oh yes, yes I did. 

Utter. Humiliation.