because if I miss the nail, I hit my nail
I prefer the term “four-chin teller“.
The fellow's logic was cloudy. He stormed from the room.
Hopefully next time his arguments are meatier or logically stronger.
Comet
Not quite as tragic, but it manifested into something which has haunted me at my job for years.
When I was a little kid learning about the world around me, my dad was naturally the font of all knowledge for me, He would answer all of little snippersmith's questions with his own unique insights and anecdotes teaching me of my surroundings with varying degrees of accuracy.
One day In a picture book, I encountered a photo of one of natures most bizarre creatures, the mighty duck billed platypus. Filled with curiosity of this bizarre creature and an Inability to read a young snippersmith asked his father what this creature was called, To which his father replied,
That's a Quackopotamous.....
As is a highly likely situation in day to day life the Platypus (or indeed the Quackopotamous), did not come into conversation for another 17 years, Until of course the Platypus came into conversation around the lunch table at a now grown up snippersmith's full time place of work.
I have not been allowed to forget I thought the Platypus was called a Quackopotamous, Indeed I am reminded on a daily basis by my colleagues, by my nickname Quackopotamous .
Thanks Dad.
EDIT 1: Holy Cow this took off! Gold! thank you so much.
Me: No problem. Distance or accuracy?
We bought my son a bungee bow and arrow for his birthday.
He wanted something to practice his accuracy with so he asked, "I wonder where you can buy a bull's eye?"
Without missing a beat my wife answered, "Target."
A great groaning was made by all.
