I have once again fallen victim to the language barrier, but this time it was my own language.

I work in the same office as a nice British lady with a very strong accent. She was telling me about all her kids and how her oldest is this creative guru.

“Yes. She works for The Knot have you heard of it?”

I about died and went to heaven.

“Are you serious!? I love the knot! I was on that site so many times while I planned my wedding. She probably knows all the awesome people that run the site and not only does she work with them, but she is ‘one of them.’ Wowie.”

I could have went on and on but she cut in about the weddings.

“Oh yes, weddings. She has done sooo many things with weddings. She creates gift baskets for those in the weddings. In fact, she just got back from Boston and New York because she was at a buyer’s convention.”

I was estatic. How cool is it that someone’s daughter I work with works for the knot!

“That is so much fun! I would so love to do that. I would love to see what all she does. I bet her job is so great.”

“Oh yes, it is. She is the event planner. She designs wedding cakes and does so many other things.”

“How fun. Like I said. i LOVE the knot.”

This conversation has been pretty much the same, but a little varied for the last 2 days, her talking about her daughter and me either being excited or pretending to be because I had initially showed so much enthusiasm.

So today she brought in Kuwaiti pastries that her oldest daughter had brought home from work. We started talking again and we got into how busy her daughter is with weddings right now and how she is designing this beautiful cake. I stop for a minute and think to myself, “Her daughter brought those pastries home… so she lives in kuwait?”

So then I ask, “So your daughter lives in Kuwait? That’s interesting. So, does she just work from her computer all day and send stuff in? How does that work?”

The lady stops for a minute and says, “No. She works here. At the knot.”

“The knot… Right… but how?”

“There is one just 30 minutes away. She is the events coordinator, remember? See these pastries? She designed them and her chefs made them.”

I’m totally confused at that moment and then it hits me… what a dork… she works at Lenotre, which of course to any normal person would have made sense, but to a nest addict that has a hard time understanding anyone who doesn’t speak “American,” she worked for The Knot.

I try and play it cool like I knew the whole time, but it just didn’t work out too well. I am such a dork. THAT is how you know I am far too addicted to the nest: I literally have selective hearing.

What a day. I’m already trying to fit in with everyone, and now they think I can’t comprehend and understand normal people’s lives.

Real cool… but that’s me.

I’m sure they’ll find out soon enough.

Hope you have a nonembarrassing day… and maybe one of us WILL meet someone who works for the knot.

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