I know I am not correct on many things, just ask the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage. If I could be right as many times as I am wrong, I would be a genius. The problem is, I am more wrong than I am right, which puts me a little bit out of balance.
People always say things they really do not mean. I guess they are just trying to be nice and courteous.
For instance. My wife will say as I leave the door to go somewhere, “Drive safely.”
I do not know what that means. Does she think I am going to drive like an idiot? Well, maybe that is not a good illustration.