When I was a kid, my mom always called the couch a “Davenport.” So I grew up calling it that, until finally my teenage friends said, “A what? What are you talking about?”
Another thing that caught me … I grew up thinking I was putting my socks and underwear away in my “chester drawers.” I even wrote that once, in some story or another, and one of my writer friends said, “What the heck are chester drawers? Do you mean chest-of-drawers?”
Color me embarrassed. I’d been saying that wrong for over 30 years!
So, I ask you, my Xangaroo friends … do you have any of these? That you’ll admit to in public?