Open ze Mouth, Insert ze Foot, Chew

So I was talking today with a couple guys in NROTC. And one of them was talking about how he's planning on going to OCS (Officer Candidates School)...

For all you non-miliary brats, OCS is what the Marines put people through so they can be an officer. It's a few solid weeks of hell; literally one of those "if it doesn't kill you, it'll make you a better person" sorts of things. It's not usually thought of as being a pleasant experience, and I have SO much respect and admiration for someone dedicated and strong enough to choose to do that. I think that for someone to choose that path says a lot about their values and character, and also about the lengths they'll go to fulfill a dream that they really believe in. That plus serving the country is just awesome is my book.

And I wanted to say something to acknowledge that to the guy, and I open my mouth, and the following sentence comes spilling out...(in a completely cheery, non sarcastic, "I'm a complete blithering idiot" tone of voice)

"OH! That'll be fun!"

I meant to say something like "OH, awesome, you'll make a great Marine!" or something more along those lines, but...

Umm they definitely corrected me on my use of the "f" word and...yeah. I don't know why the ability to make intelligent, meaningful, comments escapes me at the worst times. I don't think I made a very graceful save of the conversation, and it wasn't like I could say much in my defense because then it would have sounded, well, defensive, and probably not believable and...... It also wouldn't matter except that I hate for people to think that I'm completely clueless about something I'm not.

Anyways, I've got a lot of stats to learn in the next 10 or so hours, so I'm gonna hit that up....