In which the ears receive the message and immediately begin freelancing.
There are moments in conversation when you hear every word perfectly.
And then there are moments when someone says:
“Can you put the towels in the dryer?”
and your brain confidently reports:
“Can you put the owls in the fire?”
You stop.
They continue walking.
Wait.
The WHAT?
😂
You have two choices.
Choice One:
Recognize that you obviously misheard them and ask politely for clarification.
Choice Two:
Spend several seconds trying to determine why someone you have known for twenty years has suddenly become involved in something deeply concerning with owls.
Naturally, we choose Choice Two.
🤣
It doesn't.
You're in the kitchen.
Someone says:
“Did you get the chicken out?”
You hear:
“Did you let the chicken out?”
Now you're looking toward the back door.
What chicken?
When did we get a chicken?
Why was nobody consulted?
Where has the chicken been staying?
You haven't even asked them to repeat themselves yet, and you've already developed livestock-management concerns.
This is when things become dangerous.
You say:
“You want me to do WHAT?”
They repeat it.
Somehow you hear the exact same ridiculous thing.
“Put the owls in the fire.”
You stare.
They stare.
Finally:
“TOWELS. IN. THE. DRYER.”
Oh.
Yes.
That seems considerably more reasonable.
Someone says:
“I need to pick up some bread.”
You hear:
“I need to pick up a sled.”
In July.
Interesting.
Perhaps they have plans.
Someone says:
“I'll meet you by the gate.”
You hear:
“I'll meet you by the goat.”
Now we're back to livestock.
Apparently this Delight has agricultural tendencies.
😂
There are songs some of us have sung incorrectly for years.
Not tentatively.
Confidently.
Passionately.
Possibly while driving.
Then one day somebody hears us and says:
“Those aren't the words.”
Excuse me?
Of course they're the words.
I've been singing them since 1987.
There are witnesses.
Then you look up the actual lyric.
Oh.
Well.
The singer's version certainly makes more sense.
But yours has seniority.
🤣
This is where misheard words can become something better than a mistake.
A child mispronounces something.
Someone misunderstands a phrase.
A grandparent says something in a way nobody else does.
And somehow—
the wrong word stays.
Years pass.
Everyone in the family uses it.
Outsiders have no idea what you're talking about.
You don't even remember where it came from anymore.
It has simply become part of the household language.
A tiny linguistic heirloom.
And I love that.
I propose:
If you have confidently sung the wrong lyric for more than ten years—
you may keep it.
If your family has used an incorrect word for so long that the correct word now sounds wrong—
you may keep it.
If a child once renamed an ordinary object and the entire household adopted the new name—
absolutely keep it.
Language survived Shakespeare.
It can survive your family's word for spaghetti.
Not to embarrass anyone.
To remember them.
Because someday you may discover that a completely ridiculous little phrase has become attached to a person, a kitchen, a car ride, a childhood, a season of your life.
Someone says the phrase years later—
and everybody who remembers immediately laughs.
That's no longer a mistake.
That's history.
Oh dear.
Meaning has arrived wearing a fake mustache.
We almost didn't recognize it.
😂
The next time you hear something completely absurd, don't immediately say:
“What?”
Pause.
Consider what you think you heard.
Then ask:
“Did you just say...?”
Because occasionally the answer will be:
“NO! Why would I say that?!”
And now both of you are laughing.
Which is considerably more enjoyable than:
"Could you repeat that?"
Never turn somebody's speech, accent, hearing difficulty, language difference, or mistake into the joke.
The funny part is our own brain's spectacularly incorrect interpretation.
We're laughing at the detour.
Not the traveler.
See?
The Department still has standards.
They are extremely questionable standards.
But standards nonetheless.
Think of one phrase you or someone you love has been saying “wrong” for years.
The family word.
The child's invention.
The misunderstood lyric.
The sentence that became legend.
Write it down.
Then underneath it write:
WHAT WAS ACTUALLY SAID:
And if nobody remembers anymore?
Even better.
The incorrect version has won.
😂