Maybe don't answer that.
Because I feel like such a total idiot! Yesterday I was chatting with someone who lives near my house, and that person mentioned "The Knight's Tale," to which I responded: "Wow. Somebody makes a Shakespeare reference, and I don't have a comeback."
It wasn't until I got into my car and was driving away that the name CHAUCER hit me in the gut like a ton of bricks. I was so humiliated that I even considered turning around and driving back to repair my now probably irreparably soiled reputation. I thought about explaining that not only was my brain-lapse momentary but that I love Chaucer. Perhaps I could have casually mentioned that in college, I had to read "The Knight's Tale" among several other Canterbury Tales in Middle English. As a grande finale, maybe I could mention the grade I got in the course and my overall GPA?
I kept driving.
But, I still feel like an idiot almost twenty-four hours later.
My husband comforted me. He said that I'm not an idiot. I was so happy, but then he added that maybe I need to brush up on my Chaucer. That wasn't quite as complimentary, but honesty is good, and he took me running. That's even better than honesty.
Now, if I could just catch up with the guy ...

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