Absent Minded

There are times we all have had, When our thoughts to think... And words to say, Become exchanged. By the wrong intention. To leave a thoughtlessness useless, In attempts to try to explain. Especially when mingling, With others in social gatherings. 'Finally, I get to meet you. And it has to be true. About you being such the scholar. Everyone says this. Leaving me to believe it too! ' -Excuse me? What...did you just call me? - 'I am so sorry. I meant to say scholar. You are certainly nobody's fool. I apologize.' -Is that what you've heard? And think of me? - 'Yes. And after meeting you, I must agree.' -Well, I can only say... The feeling is mutual.- 'Thank you. Thank you so much. No one has ever told me that before. I mean, Not to my face.' -That makes two of us.-