Holes, feet, and pimples

Have you ever had one of those conversations where it starts out just great, and then when you weren't thinking you say something - something little, just a little thought, phrase, etc. - it slips out - you didn't even consciously think to say it. Next thing you know you're 10 feet under trying to dig yourself out of a mine shaft that's caving in with amazing speed.

Yea, I had one of those the other day - I said something that I probably shouldn't have. It wasn't anything bad or anything - just something that I had thought, but didn't necessarily need to say. I won't go into too much detail as the person I was talking to will probably read this. I look back now and it's almost comical to me. I mean what do you do? You weren't watching your mouth closely enough, and then woop, it slipped out. Now you gotta backtrack, run circles, douse fires, dislodge your foot from your mouth, and all those good things. All the while you're sitting there beating yourself upside the head thinking: "Gee flippin' whiz, why did I say that?"

For me it was sad because no matter how I tried to remedy the situation I could tell the damage was irreversible. It was like trying to glue back a shattered mirror - never can make it exactly how it was before. Even though the person I was talking to said they understood what I meant - I could tell that my simple slip-up was a mountain they were having a hard time scaling.
This post goes out to all who've ever had the uncomfortable situation of digging you foot of your mouth, grasping for air in a quickly filling hole, or any such situation. While I really like the metaphors we already have for such situations I propose a new one.
It's like when you have a pimple on your face. You know you shouldn't pop it, but you do anyway. But, it's not ready. So what happens? Well first of all it hurts like the dickens, and then every morning when you wake up and walk into the bathroom you're greeted by your own stupidity as it stares at you from the mirror.
Good morning sunshine, it's me. I'm that pimple you shouldn't have popped - now I'm huge, and ugly, and I'm going to stick around for awhile just to make sure you remember how stupid you were to pop me. (I think this is the point where it seems to laugh at your from the mirror)
So next time you see a hole, look at your feet, or resist the temptation to pop that pimple - remember: some things just don't need to be said.
Watch yourself, or you might be struggling in that proverbial hole, foot in mouth, staring straight at the swollen reminder of your folly.