That's not what I meant to say...

Let me set the scene: I'm sitting in a curriculum training today with some colleagues. There are six of us squeezed around a table making some teaching models. So I'm working as fast as I can (as is everyone else) so that I can get out of there ASAP & go home. At one point I grab a pair of scissors from in front of the guy next to me. Here's what happened next: I think: Oh, did I just steal that guy's scissors, or does he have more? What comes out of my mouth: Oh, Roger, do you have a pair? I think: Why did he just pause like that? Is it because he thinks I'm looking at his crotch? - I mean I wasn't looking at his crotch, I was trying to check his hands to see if he was holding scissors, but his hands just happened to be in his lap...Oh crap!!!! Realization hits & I say: I meant a pair...of SCISSORS. He laughs at me...a lot, I turn red, & the lady leading the workshop comments, "Sounds like the back table is having fun!" I couldn't tell you what the rest of our table was doing, I was hiding under it by that point. Just another day at the office.