Eating My Words

Sometimes, you just sound dumb.

My good friend was trying to convince me to let her sister (and me) come to join her in her culinary school for an afternoon to try her food. I was trying to figure out the timing of when she'd be making the food she was referring to, and how much it would conflict with work, but it didn't come out quite right:

me: when is it

M: class starts at 2

me: until?

M: class ends at 6

me: and the whole class is about making food?

...Yeah.