Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Awkward Turtle
Ever since I came to this little bump-in-the-road town, I have had my fair share of awkward moments as you read in my previous blog. Call me crazy but I believe that I was born with awkward gene. I can feel it laughing its little ganglion bum off at me every time I put my foot in my mouth. It’s a sadistic organism, I know. I know you are probably calling Fort England right now to get your money for handing in an insane person and doing the community justice but I have proof. I always seem to get myself into the thick of awkwardness. One day, I was standing in the drama department and a friend told me he knew this girl called Stacey and she was there standing by the door. I thought I also knew Stacey and he was convinced I did not. So, already conceding victory on my part, I walked over to Stacey and said: “Hey, Stacey!” It was not Stacey. It was Jenny and the girl who actually was Stacey was standing next to Jenny. I really had no clue who Stacey was and had been calling Jenny the wrong name for six months. Needless to say, my friends thought I was a complete ass and Jenny and Stacey thought I was a complete lunatic that went to desperate measures to make friends. It didn’t help that Jenny was in my English tut and now keeps her distance as if I were a rabid rhino ready to gore her. Oh yes, the awkward gene had an aneurism of ecstasy at my expense that day.
Labels: awkward gene, nice rhino, rabid