Friday, December 4, 2009

...awkward turtle

Awkward things amuse me.

Public restrooms. Awkward. The whole oh-crap-there's-no-toilet-paper-and-I'm-already-on-the-bowl-"hey-stall-neighbor-wanna-hand-me-a-wad?"-thing....awkward. What about girls who spend entirely way too much time in front of the mirror? Oh, I want to wash my hands but this chick in front of me has to swish her hair the right- no, left- first and make sure her butt looks OK in those jeans. The hair to the left isn't working now- maybe behind the ears? Nah. Let's think about it a little longer. Talking on the phone- although I am guilty of this in my own home, public restrooms are just not a place for this, period. No one wants to hear that.

Seeing friends from high school. Although I love these rare run-ins, you have to admit they are undoubtedly and ridiculously awkward. "Hi! Wow, how are you- oh we said that at the same time- you first- I'm good, how are you, I'm good...::insert deafening silence here... grasshoppers and pins dropping...:: Alright well it was really good seeing you, we should get together and catch up sometime! Yea, definitely! Bye! Oh- we said that at the same time again!"

[... I am going to keep adding to this as I think of more, PLEASE post ideas and stories! I want to hear!!!]


Wednesday, December 2, 2009

No Title

So today I got on the bus like usual but when I went to put the token in the token-collector-thingy, the bus driver put his hand over it and looked at me and said something but I couldn't hear him. So I took off my headphones and said, "sorry?" to which he replied something else in a low voice- he kept mumbling things and smiling and all I got was "are you taking this bus, do you want to take another bus, where are you going, no, no." I feel like this would be an entirely different situation if he didn't speak english fluently, but he did. So I kind of just stood there in the front of the bus, awkwardly, trying to understand what he was saying to me. I said a couple of times, "what? I'm going to 7th. This goes to 7th right? I don't understand what you are saying." Finally a guy behind me said, "he's trying to tell you that it's broken." Oh. OK. Well maybe he could've said, "it's broken"at a generally audible volume. That would've helped, just a bit. He just laughed after that, and I sort of felt like an idiot. Then, when I got off, I said "thank you," and he just laughed. Very strange. But hey, I got a free bus ride!