I was having a conversation with a friend the other day when they said they were sleeping like a baby because they happen to be taking a new supplement before bed. I didn’t have any words to say except nod in agreement that the supplement helps you sleep. At home I thought about that conversation and about how my sons slept when they were babies. I should have asked, “Did you wake up crying every two hours because your diaper was wet, you lost your pacifier, or just needed to be soothed? That’s what is called “staircase wit” otherwise known as espirit de l’escalier.
It reminded me of the scene in You’ve Got Mail (my favorite pick-me-up movie) where Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan are sitting in the coffee house and she’s waiting for NYC152 to show up. He never shows and Tom Hanks’s character then sends her a message about giving her his ability for zingers because she couldn’t think of what to say until she was at home.
Espirit de l’escalier
Does this ever happen to you?