In a class I taught some years ago I made a mistake. I misspoke. I said something entirely erroneous. Someone in the class spoke up and noted my blunder. I replied, “Thank you! My bad – I should have said blank and not blunk. Thank you so much for correcting me!”**
In the course evaluations, one of the class took me to task for this action. Was the person upset that I was wrong? No! The person was upset because I admitted it and, horrors, admitted it using slang! “Never,” I was admonished on the anonymous form, “Never admit you were wrong and do not use slang as both actions show you to be an idiot.”
Oh. My bad.
**I dislike being wrong but I really despise the wrong information being given out. Correct information trumps any embarrassment. Always.