Naked Politically Incorrect Freudian Slip

8:45AM... talking to Joe E and Marti G
about the new house... planning on moving
in slowly tonight... I mention that the
place will be like a raquetball court
because we don't have enough furniture.

Joe E starts talking and I think about
something funny to say like "but at least
it gives me enough space to run around
naked covered in Jello."

But political correctness gets the best of
me and I decide to say something else.
Something clean. Something normal.
Something more suited for the office.

My mind set on a politically correct course
for the conversation, I speak again. And I
add an extra word to a simple three word
sentence. Normally not a big deal, right?
Unless the word is "naked". "Naked" made
an unexpected appearance
and stuck out like a Baby Ruth in the punch
bowl.

Joe E and Marti shot each other a look as I
turned red and tried to explain myself.

Damn freudian slips. That's what I get for
trying to be politically correct. Now
Marti and Joe E think I'm a pervert.

Maybe I should sue myself for workplace
harassment. I think I can win. joereger
vs. joereger. I was offended by my
actions. I have witnesses.