I had an extremely mellow day today–work was too good. It started with me waking up super early in the morning hoping to catch the bus on time, and in effect get to work on time, for once. Unfortunately however, my sister ended up giving me a ride as she miraculously decided to drive to school. I say unfortunate, because I could have easily slept for a good hour or so more, only if I’d known I’d end up bumming a ride. Anyway, it all ended in good terms since I got a ride back home as well!
So far, pretty boring, right? Wait for it pal. After my shift ended I exited the bookstore and walked towards the parking lot, in hopes that my sister would already be waiting for me there, since I specified a time earlier this morning. I saw a green dodge neon, exactly the same as our car, parked outside the bookstore with a person sitting in the driver’s seat. So I though, hey! She did get here before me! Gosh, what a lovely sister I have! Now… usually, I have a tendency to make an ass out of myself when I see a family member waiting to meet up with me, whether they’re in a car or not, by making atrocious faces or quite embarrassing body postures coupled with the atrocious faces… Needless to say this time was no different. So today I felt like portraying an idiot zombie as I walked to the car, and as I got closer I began to realize that a MAN was sitting in the driver’s seat of “our” car, instead of my sister. My zombie shenanigans slowly wore off as I walked to the car and saw the look of absolute horror on this guy’s face as he held a cell phone to his ear. I made the sharpest turn I had ever made, and began to walk away from the car. I didn’t look back, but kindah wish I had.
You know, I do these kinds of things a lot, a whole lot, and it doesn’t seem to faze me a bit. At least I only save the embarrassment for myself and family, and spare my friends.
The other day, I was in the library watching some random clips on youtube, because… you know, I was bored out of my mind, when I felt someone tapping me on the shoulder. I turned around with my headphones on, and I heard the girl say that my headphone wasn’t plugged in properly. So I smiled, nodded like she had pointed the obvious and said “thanks!”. This was quite embarrassing as I was watching clips of people covering songs and shit. Bad covers. Dude. So I fiddled with the plug a little bit, and just assumed it was fixed, and continued on. After a couple of minutes I realized that perhaps I should take off my headphones to make sure that it was plugged properly, instead of just assuming it was. I took them off, and boy… The sound could surely be heard from a couple of rooms away. It was so fucking loud that I thought it was playing through my headphones! So. Loud. Oh. Lord. Jesus. The plug was messed. Up!! It was only then that I realized people were giving me the stink eye all. That. Time. Here I was thinking it was just a pigment of my imagination. Boy… My face probably turned to colours even the spectrum can’t handle. I was fine momentarily.
This type of stuff happens to me way too often to leave a mark.
Mind Over Anner 