I also remember an embarrassing situation during my senior year of high school. I pulled into the parking lot and remembered it was St. Patrick's Day. I realized I had forgotten to wear green and didn't want to risk the pinching so I was digging through my glove box for something green to hook on my shirt. I think I found a Doublemint gum wrapper and decided that would work. I jumped out of my car and locked the door. I was waiting around in the common area before school when one of my classmates said "hey, did you mean to leave your car running?" I said "why, yes, I did."
I ran out to the parking lot just as my friend Colleen was pulling in. She kindly gave me a ride down the hill to my house where I grabbed a spare key to my car. I thought I'd gotten away with it until my Senior Banquet where it was the one story they told about me.
Another story took place when I was attending community college in Spokane. I was heading home to Wilbur for Christmas break and had made several trips to my car with luggage and packages - all the while letting it run so it would be warm. After the hour long drive home I stopped the car in the driveway and when I went to turn it off I saw there were no keys in the ignition. (some of you will remember when you could take the keys out while the car was running) Again, I went into the house to get the spare and when I came back out I saw my own key chain hanging from the door lock - totally covered with ice and gravel. I am a little more careful with my keys these days - but I can't say that those incidents cured me of key stupidity.
I've done a lot of silly things. Once I got home from the bank and realized I had brought the pneumatic cylinder home with me. I called the bank to tell them, but of course they already knew.....
Several silly things have taken place when I was in a hurry to get to work. One morning I groggily reached for my mouth wash and ended up with a mouth full of nail polish remover. I promptly called the Poison Control Center and gave Mr. Yuk something to laugh about.
Not long after that I had my cat on valium to try to get him to stop spraying. In my haste to get out the door, quite without thinking, I grabbed my juice and swallowed Freddy's pill. The vet got a good laugh over that one.
So, these are just a few of my goofs - we all make them. Like my friend Shelley who once wore one black shoe and one navy shoe to work. We all thought that was pretty funny and then another co-worker did the same thing. There is also the one about Lynn, who packed her lunch in a hurry and got to work only to realize that the pop she had just pulled out of her bag was a can of beer.
These often become bonding experiences, things we can share for years to come.
I know there are many more stories of silly things I have done - I'll just have to wait and see if anyone else remembers!

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