Remember the adage?
There is an old adage that says you should say a person’s name three times when you meet him/her. This repetition will assure that you will not forget the name.
I forgot the adage! Or maybe I just thought it read old age, and I was trying to ignore anything that mentions old age.
WRONG DECISION!
As I have mentioned, I have been going to Orange Theory. I was quite flattered when the manager of the gym asked if she could do a member profile on me for the newsletter. Maybe I shouldn’t let it go to my head. It could be that they just can’t believe I am still there–meaning I haven’t keeled over yet.
I answered the questions and sent the manuscript thinking that the editor would edit my blurb. Nope.
Another lesson learned, do not assume anyone else will clean up your mistakes. You have to take responsibility to make sure you get it right. Which I didn’t.
I mentioned the names of individuals who had encouraged me to keep coming, pulled me off the floor a couple of times, or just smiled at me when I was scared I wasn’t going to survive a session. I remember the names of Zack, David, Jeff, Dana, and Lauren, but the name I mentioned in the article was not Dwayne. I don’t want to say the name I wrote because if I say it too often it will get stuck in my head, again.
Now, this young man was raised right. He takes the time to talk to old ladies, laugh at old lady jokes, and encourage the old ladies.
I am horrified that I hurt his feelings and now I’m afraid he won’t speak to me, chuckle at my jokes, or support me.
Any good suggestions on how I can ask him to forgive me, other than handing this apology to him?
If he reads this, it will be my luck that Dwayne is spelled either as Dwaine or Duane.