A Picket to Tittsburgh I was at the local bus station to buy a ticket to Pittsburgh. While I was in line to purchase my ticket, I noticed the woman working behind the counter was stunning and had enormous breasts. I have always clammed up whenever I speak to women, let alone a gorgeous woman with a great rack, so I silently began rehearsing what I would say in my mind when I reached the front of the line: ...One ticket to Pittsburgh, please....One ticket to Pittsburgh, please... Finally, it was my turn. Gorgeous woman: ""Hi! How can I help you?"" Me: ""I'll have a picket to Tittsburgh, please!"" .........silence....gorgeous woman blushes.....I hate myself.... Me: ""I mean one ticket to Pittsburgh, please. I'm sorry."" She rings it up, all while purposefully avoiding eye contact with me. I pay without another word, and I'm on my way. I sat on the bus thinking about this interaction for about 30 minutes. After a while, I started bullshitting with another guy sitting next to me about nothing in particular. After a while, I shared the details about my encounter with the gorgeous woman selling tickets at the bus station. He chuckled, shook his head, and said, ""Ah man, that's nothing. Happens to me all the time. Just the other day I was having breakfast with my wife. I meant to ask her 'Could you please pass the maple syrup?', but instead, I ended up saying 'YOU STUPID BITCH YOU RUINED MY LIFE!!!!'""