tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56813362011-07-14T17:43:00.800-07:00What I actually hear versus what is actually said. A daily exercise.Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01229324352456935863noreply@blogger.comBlogger591100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-8409948959295364142008-12-07T21:05:00.000-08:002008-12-07T21:06:24.420-08:00

Joey: Do you like Pidgin more than all the other IM Clients?Carrie: Do I live virgins more than all the other clients? What?

Carrienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-21091880191855142602008-07-29T08:10:00.000-07:002008-07-29T08:11:21.433-07:00

Terry: I have been making eggs all day.Me: What? Why so many eggs?Terry: I said, I have had a headache all day.

Carrienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-27864025106685102972007-08-12T21:21:00.000-07:002007-08-12T21:22:27.107-07:00

At Fosselman's:Joey, looking at Nate's ice cream: Nate, how's the burgundy cherry?Jenny: What? How's the Presbyterian turkey?

Carrienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-5317632738853884252007-05-24T14:38:00.000-07:002007-05-24T14:43:46.559-07:00

Flying on Southwest the other day, I heard the flight attendant say, "All Trombones and electronic devices must be turned off." I'm sure I had a quizzical look on my face until I realized she really said "All cell phones and electronic devices must be turned off."

Susannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1152409244126802332006-07-08T18:39:00.000-07:002006-07-08T18:40:44.133-07:00

Jenny, on the phone:Charles Mason's Dad is coming?!?Oh, Jason's dad. Right.

Carrienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1146173865947590562006-04-27T14:14:00.000-07:002006-04-27T14:37:45.996-07:00

Nate: Do Jews have ruminating stomachs too?Carrie: Jews?!?Nate: Do Deer have ruminating stomachs too?

Carrienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1146031772153905512006-04-25T23:06:00.000-07:002006-04-25T23:09:32.163-07:00

**********************************Waitress: Would you like to start with an appetizer or a fist of butter?Us: uh...no thanks.note: nobody knows what was actually said**************************************Waitress: Would you like sour cream or no cream on that?Dave: What?Waitress: How would you like your burger cooked?

Carrienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1145639747277928212006-04-21T10:13:00.000-07:002006-04-21T10:15:47.290-07:00

Guy #1 at work: What we need to get in here is some bowling balls.Guy #2: Pins?Guy #1: Every Marketing department needs someMe: WHAT?!?!Guys #1 & #2 stare at me with looks like, "Girl done gone and lost her mind,"Guy #2: What's wrong with roller ball pens?Me: Oh

Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16264456763903257437noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1143947934830404372006-04-01T19:18:00.000-08:002006-04-02T20:34:25.220-07:00

Carrie: "You know, Robin says that pineapples are best with salami."Nate: "What? The pineapples are best in Somalia?"

Carrienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1136669478064339202006-01-07T13:30:00.000-08:002006-01-07T13:31:18.073-08:00

Carrie: How's dying?Jerry: What?!?I actually said how's it going...

Carrienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1136422643228527572006-01-04T16:55:00.000-08:002006-01-04T16:57:23.236-08:00

Jenny: You should move to Texas.Carrie: I don't really like Ketchup.Jenny: You don't really like Ketchup?Carrie actually said: I don't really like Texas.

Carrienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1135920660816587512005-12-29T21:29:00.000-08:002005-12-29T21:31:00.826-08:00

Dave: You're sort of close, combine Ethan and Nate to get the name.Jenny: Dathe!

Carrienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1134612209860752172005-12-14T17:58:00.000-08:002005-12-14T18:03:29.873-08:00

Heard on the radio: Many cities are hesistant to establish bowling centers because of the fear of terrorist attacks.What?? Terrorists are attacking bowling centers?The real statement: Many cities are hesistant to establish voting centers because of the fear of terrorist attacks.The discussion was about the recent elections in Iraq.

Susannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1133664221781041892005-12-03T18:42:00.000-08:002005-12-03T18:43:41.790-08:00

Carrie: My back hurtsJoey: Did you just say, "I'm a cracker jack?"

Carrienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1127335765005234252005-09-21T13:44:00.000-07:002005-09-21T13:53:37.366-07:00

I said something to my coworker about the computer we use to rip to our printers as I was walking into my office, he misheard me and asked, "Wait, did you just say we should boot her after she puts out because she smells funky?", and he was totally serious. So I replied, "Yeah, dude, we're back in highschool, and I'm totally going to drop her after she puts out. Not. I said 'You should reboot it

Tylernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1115242878386745442005-05-04T14:37:00.000-07:002005-05-04T14:43:25.323-07:00

At Disneyland on Sunday I bought a headband with Winnie the Pooh ears on it. When I took them up to the counter, the cashier asked, "Do you want the tight socks that go with them?"I just stared at her. Finally I asked her to repeat what she said. Speaking slowly and carefully, as if to a crazy person, she said, "I asked if you wanted the tags cut off so you could wear them?"

Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16264456763903257437noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1111376353405745772005-03-20T19:37:00.000-08:002005-03-20T19:39:13.406-08:00

I was talking on the phone with my dad tonight and he asked me if I was going to miss my shoes. Miss my shoes? No, he said, "This is the first holiday you're going to miss." Completely wrong.

Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01229324352456935863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1104712759678227922005-01-02T16:35:00.000-08:002005-01-02T16:39:19.676-08:00

I was telling Jenny last night how I had rearranged her hope chest. When I told her what I added she exclaimed, "But I don't have any sunken treasure." It was then I that I admitted I actually said I put "your stuff from Joey's room in there."

Carrienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1104194012376797582004-12-27T16:32:00.000-08:002004-12-27T16:33:32.376-08:00

Last week I was frantically finishing Christmas gifts and Jason (my fiancee) called from the kitchen, "Do you want some ICED SPIDERS?" I shouted back, "WHAT?! No, I don't want any spiders." He came back into the living room laughing, and said, "I asked if you wanted any hot cider."

Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16264456763903257437noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1103786574781013782004-12-22T23:20:00.000-08:002004-12-22T23:22:54.780-08:00

I was talking to Joey today and I said that I was with five people today. But he thought I said that I went to Bible School today.

Carrienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1103689957312096442004-12-21T20:30:00.000-08:002004-12-21T20:32:37.313-08:00

Last night at dinner Jenny asked her dad if he was going to have dinner with Raymond in the R.V. Confused about who owned an R.V., I piped up. Jenny actually asked if her dad was going to have the holiday dinner at Daemons with R&B Construction.

Carrienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1103519884229864472004-12-19T21:17:00.000-08:002004-12-19T21:18:04.230-08:00

Finally, at the Titans game, Emily turned to me to ask me why a certain hockey player got two minutes for nothing. I had to tell her that the hockey player actually got two minutes for roughing.

Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01229324352456935863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1103519828981431522004-12-19T21:16:00.000-08:002004-12-19T21:17:08.980-08:00

At the Trenton Titans game, I thought I heard the guy on the loud speaker saying somethign about a plastic harp, so I turned to Emily to clarify, and it turns out the guy on the loud speaker was saying "plastic card."

Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01229324352456935863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1103519765774011902004-12-19T21:14:00.000-08:002004-12-19T21:16:05.773-08:00

At the Trenton Titans game, Emily turned to me to ask if it was time for Cambodia, but she actually was asking if it was time for the Zamboni.

Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01229324352456935863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1103519678137946842004-12-19T21:12:00.000-08:002004-12-19T21:14:38.136-08:00

On the way into the Trenton Titans game, Joanne said, "I'm trying to look like I'm forty." But what she really said is that she was trying to look sporty.

Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01229324352456935863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1095734814379266042004-09-20T19:43:00.000-07:002004-09-20T19:46:54.380-07:00

In a conversation about someone applying to college I heard, "He wants to go to an I Believe School." Huh? Oh, he wants to go to an "Ivy League School." Now I get it.

Susannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1095198403327988472004-09-14T14:40:00.000-07:002004-09-14T14:48:07.476-07:00

Not sure this really qualifies as a mondegreen but it made me laugh. I was listening to the radio and was confused when I heard "You'll be so much more comfortable sleeping in the duck's bed." I do not think a duck's bed would be comfortable. But really they were saying, "You'll be so much more comfortable in the Dux Bed

Susannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1092976347515172132004-08-19T21:30:00.000-07:002004-08-19T21:32:42.703-07:00

Tonight while fixing dinner Carrie asked me, "Do you want a new bladder?" She started laughing because she actually asked me if I wanted to be African.

Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01229324352456935863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1092866586646655332004-08-18T15:02:00.000-07:002004-12-27T09:19:23.196-08:00

Before she went to Africa, Jenny went to PF Chang's with Chris and Tyler, and Chris was talking about people who are distantly related to celebrities. Then he said only "celebrity" he was related to, Jenny heard as "The Creator of Death Soap". What he actually said was, "The Creator Of Zest Soap".

Tylernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1092842709827106552004-08-18T08:22:00.000-07:002004-08-18T08:25:09.826-07:00

I was at the Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf with Jen and Susan when the lady behind the counter asked Jen if she wanted a slice of onion. "Would you like a slice of onion?! Onion with iced tea?!" Jen clarified, "No, she just said, 'Would you like a slice of lemon?'"

Kathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00809857352489091307noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1087327977323019872004-06-15T12:31:00.000-07:002004-06-15T12:32:57.323-07:00

At the Aimee Mann concert on Saturday, she introduced her last song, in the second encore. Jenny looked at me: "King of the Germans?!?" It was called, King of the Jailhouse.

Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16264456763903257437noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1086815852793748772004-06-09T14:13:00.000-07:002004-06-09T14:17:32.793-07:00

I was sitting next to Jennifer when she said "I'm thinking I'm going to start wearing clothes to church." What??!! She said "I'm thinking I'm going to start wearing gloves to church."

Susannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1086736811621667242004-06-08T16:19:00.000-07:002004-06-08T16:21:12.546-07:00

So I was telling Jenny that I was tired and "I'm thinking of going home early". "What?", she replied, "bi-polar?".

Tnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1085592373304562462004-05-26T10:24:00.000-07:002004-05-26T10:26:13.303-07:00

After sitting down at our Macaroni Grill table, I saw the waiter and I said I loved his tie. Jenny said, "What? You wish you could wear an eye?" I said, "No, look at that guy's tie. I wish I could wear a tie."

Kathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00809857352489091307noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1085592217150717122004-05-26T10:21:00.000-07:002004-05-26T10:23:37.150-07:00

Just a few moments later, while we were still at Macaroni Grill, Terrence handed Jenny the beeper for our table. "I'm imprintable?!" Jenny asked. "I said it's your turn to hold it," Terrence replied.

Kathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00809857352489091307noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1085592071742216052004-05-26T10:09:00.000-07:002004-05-26T10:21:11.743-07:00

Last Saturday at Macaroni Grill, Jenny thought I said, "That's why they pay people to make pesto." What? No, I said, "That's why they pay you the big bucks."

Kathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00809857352489091307noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1080854787942295592004-04-01T13:26:00.000-08:002004-04-01T13:33:25.466-08:00

Today at lunch Jenny looked up from reading her book and said "I thought that was a fire engine" . It turned out to be a baby crying. This after describing herself as having "superhuman" senses.

Tnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1080594824374164382004-03-29T13:13:00.000-08:002004-03-29T13:16:19.640-08:00

The other day I went down to Jen's desk and saw her sitting with the yellow pages open. I said "what are you up to?" and she replied "looking for some carribean guys." What? Oh, she was "looking for some curbing guys" to work in her yard. :)

Susannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1079565892601025842004-03-17T15:24:00.000-08:002004-03-17T15:27:54.250-08:00

Jenny, Garrett, Keith and I were having lunch at the Mediterranean Cafe when Garrett made a remark about the fries. Jenny asked, "What? They look like denim?" Garrett said, "No. I said they look well done." * *This is the second time Garrett has been misheard in a restaurant and consequently blogged as a mondegreen-maker. Must be him.

Kathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00809857352489091307noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1077822830115233862004-02-26T11:13:00.000-08:002004-02-26T11:16:35.983-08:00

Jen and Stephanie and I are standing at work talking about how Stephanie's military-working husband is gone a lot. I asked her if it sucks when he's gone a lot, and she said, "No, not unless he's at a titty bar." WHAT?! "On TDY, temporary duty." Oh.

Kathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00809857352489091307noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1075142248230875472004-01-26T10:37:00.000-08:002004-01-26T10:39:00.153-08:00

On the phone last week with Ryan just before my surgery, I could have sworn that Ryan said "I feel naked." What?! In reality, he said, "It's been ages."

Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01229324352456935863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1074180943586888942004-01-15T07:35:00.000-08:002004-01-15T07:37:04.390-08:00

I'm at my computer this morning when I hear Susan yell to one of her employees, "Hey don't forget, we have to work on the ninja turtle newsletter today!" What? Ninja Turtles? No, "the internal newsletter."

Kathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00809857352489091307noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1074043361011913122004-01-13T17:22:00.000-08:002004-01-13T17:24:32.466-08:00

Jennifer and I were in the lunch room eating when Stephanie came in. She went to the counter to prepare her lunch and then seeing what we had, said "I'm jealous all I have is this porno salad". Jennifer and I looked at each other with confusion and then laughed. Stephanie said "what?" and I said "porno salad?" Stephanie said "I said all I have is this boring salad."

Susannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1073339947827878282004-01-05T13:59:00.000-08:002004-01-05T14:00:18.610-08:00

I was just at Coco's for lunch and heard the old lady at the next table ask the waiter what types of muffins they had today. He replied blueberry, banana nut, pteradactyl....HUH?! A couple minutes later he went to the table across from me. The man asked what types of muffins they had. Blueberry, banana nut, pteradactyl...WHAAAA? Finally, when paying my bill, I looked into the bakery case and

Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16264456763903257437noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1072204711613597462003-12-23T10:38:00.000-08:002003-12-23T10:39:29.733-08:00

Last night my brother and his friend Nathaniel were playing video games and I overheard Nathaniel saying "Home Alone 2 Cult." I said, "Did you just say Home Alone 2 Cult???" And they laughed and laughed and insistantly told me that they found a Home Alone 2 Cult on the internet and joined it. Eventually I prodded out of Nathaniel that he actually said "Mega Man 2 also had a normal and difficult

Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01229324352456935863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1071859414612208112003-12-19T10:43:00.000-08:002003-12-23T07:45:04.796-08:00

Walking back from Starbucks with Susan this morning, she said, "Earlier this morning I had some mold cider." Mold cider? Eeeeew! "No, Kat. Mulled cider."

Kathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00809857352489091307noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1070774721087592682003-12-06T21:25:00.000-08:002003-12-06T21:26:03.013-08:00

This weekend in Las Vegas, Terrence remarked to Kathryn "My hands are dry in Iraq." Your hands are dry in Iraq? No, "my hands are dry and cracked."

Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01229324352456935863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1069710144880280372003-11-24T13:42:00.000-08:002003-11-24T13:50:08.700-08:00

Saturday afternoon G and I were out to lunch when I thought he said, "Hey, did you know that my nipple juice....?" I laughed because he caught me off guard (in public nonetheless) and asked him to repeat. He said, "Did you know that pineapple juice....?" I never heard the rest of the question because I was laughing so hard.

Kathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00809857352489091307noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1068758994523514212003-11-13T13:29:00.000-08:002003-11-13T13:30:13.420-08:00

Today Terrence came by and was telling me about a customer that was in yesterday and he said they were a bridal wrench. A bridal wrench? He laughed because apparently he said they are bright orange.

Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01229324352456935863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1066930009323919462003-10-23T10:26:00.000-07:002003-10-23T10:26:49.180-07:00

In a meeting in the executive conference room yesterday, I could have sworn that Amanda said that orange jollyranchers taste like horseshoes. Turns out that she said that they taste like orange juice.

Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01229324352456935863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1066671459198720412003-10-20T10:37:00.000-07:002003-10-20T10:38:00.313-07:00

At John Daily's 30th birthday bash this past Saturday, I was talking to Amanda and Jared about how there were people dancing at the party (dancing at a party doesn't happen too often) and I thought that Jared said they were dry erasing. Turns out he said they gyrating. But in my defense, it was really loud at the party.

Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01229324352456935863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1064598015711669042003-09-26T10:40:00.000-07:002003-09-26T10:40:15.286-07:00

Last night I was hanging out with Jennie and Heather and Jennie was talking about how she has forever to go in her pregnancy--how she has 50 Mondays left. I spoke up and said, "That's impossible--that's almost a year's length of time and you're already several months preggers!" She and Heather looked at me and said, "Huh?" It turns out that she said she has 51 days left, which I guess to a

Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01229324352456935863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1064250577837110472003-09-22T10:09:00.000-07:002003-09-22T10:09:37.843-07:00

Also last night, returning from having vegetarian Indian food, Joe said something else and I thought he said, "Shame him into silicone," but it turned out that he said, "Shame him in his own home." Tom asked me if, when I hear these ridiculous things, I sit and try to make sense of them until I realize I must have misheard. The answer is (in most cases) that I will hear what someone says

Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01229324352456935863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1064249852635769562003-09-22T09:57:00.000-07:002003-09-22T09:58:55.150-07:00

Last night while on our way to have some vegetarian Indian food, Joe was talking about...something...a movie? I forget. Anyways, all of a sudden I heard him say "Cheech Marin, gift shopping." I thought to myself, "what??" and clarified that he actually said, "Cheech Marin got shot again." (Thanks to Ryan for leaving me a voice message so that I'd actually remember what I said this time.)

Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01229324352456935863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1061315088222494452003-08-19T10:44:00.000-07:002003-08-19T10:44:48.220-07:00

Yesterday during an out-loud prayer, I heard my friend say "to disturb God." I thought to myself, that's kinda weird. It wasn't until half way through the prayer that I realized that he said, "to serve God."

Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01229324352456935863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1061229861365237212003-08-18T11:04:00.000-07:002003-08-18T11:04:21.303-07:00

Fish Sticks This weekend I went to the beach with Amanda and Jared. While Amanda was playing in the water, Jared and I were hanging out, watching the scene. This guy walks past us with a cooler on his shoulder saying, "Popsicles, Fish Sticks, Ice Cream Sandwiches. Popsicles, Fish Sticks, Ice Cream Sandwiches." I ask Jared, "Why would he be selling fish sticks?!?" That would be kinda gross--

Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01229324352456935863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1061229542221277532003-08-18T10:59:00.000-07:002003-08-18T10:59:02.020-07:00

It's Contagious It appears that you can catch Jenny's disease. At Dave's Party this weekend I heard someone describe some purple dogs. I thought to myself, purple dogs, why the heck would someone dye their dog purple? In reality they said, "pit bull dogs". I guess I hang out with Jenny to much.

Tnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1060904370387837052003-08-14T16:39:00.000-07:002003-08-14T17:54:12.020-07:00

Med Schools In the Events meeting today I heard someone ask Jill whether the black out affected "Med Schools." Then, I understood that he was joking, asking Jill if "Mexico" was affected because she's going there next week.

Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01229324352456935863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5681336.post-1060886885081622802003-08-14T11:48:00.000-07:002003-08-14T17:54:30.830-07:00

The beginning This blog is dedicated to my constant misunderstanding of what people are saying around me. Just last night, I was at McCormick & Schmick's and I thought I heard Terrence say something about "alphabetizers" when he said something about "still cries at Hoosiers." Andrew has informed me that I have "Mondegreen Issues." Now, if only it was a real syndrome. Then it might be

Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01229324352456935863noreply@blogger.com