Tuesday, May 17, 2005

NOT One Good Ankle

Well I don't really have an actual topic to write about today, but I will share with you something that happen to me yesterday. Well I was off yesterday and so is my brother, so I call him, and I am like whatcha doing, and he says lets go play tennis and then I will cook up some lunch. COOL! So I get my shit all together, clothes, movies, books, bubbles, cd's you know necessities of life. So I am walking out my door with all my shit, WHEN, I feel my ankle get a little shackey and before I knew it, my ankle twisted, kicked me off my feet on to my knees where I fell to my ass - I.. AM... AN.. OLD... LADY!!! - So I quickly look around, did anyone see me, good no one saw me, so I sit there because my body parts aren't ready yet - and I look around some more, and wonder how no one saw me - it was like I got mad, I had no one to help me get up, get my things, feel bad for me - I obviously need people to feel sorry for me because my two feet can't hold me up sometimes. So I pull my self up, and my ankle starts immediately feeling unstable, so I put all my shit back in to my bag and wobble over to my car.

I was embarrassed, well not that embarrassed, probably because I have a tendency to fall alot, but I guess there is usually some one there to help me up - BUT NO not yesterday, I guess that is why it felt so sad. It is like when you first move out your house and get sick for the first time, you realize NO ONE is bringing you shit, like medicine or juice or soup or NOTHING, you have to get your own sick ass up and do it yourself. I know, I know, I might sound a little dependent, but it is just I like some one to kiss my bo bo, or pick me up off the ground time after time, hahahha. I am not saying I am lonely, I am just saying it is nice to have someone laugh at you and pick you up when you fall, even if it is a stranger. I didn't even have anyone to laugh with and that SUCKED!! (i am one of those people who laugh when others fall down, so i deserve the same treatment, hahahah)

So that got me thinking about embarrassing moments in my life - I have an ugly period story, but you heard one stain on the ass story, you heard them all - I will, tell, you, it was in high school, I walked passed 3 different halls during class change before someone told me - yes it's true!

Here is a very funny one I love to tell. I was on an interview at an art museum. It was like a receptionist thing, I would be sitting in the front, my job was to look cute and professional. So I am interviewing with 2 people at once, and everything is going great, there is laughing and joking - it is like we are friends already - sooooooooooooooo they are like let me give you a tour of the place - so I am like good sign, cool - so we are off - and she is like this is this, that is that, and we come to a classroom of students, and we are standing at the door, and she is whispering to me, telling me how they have art students that come in and take these classes, yadda yadda, blah, blah, blah - and I am smiling and nodding, and thinking this is so my job - the building was so beautiful, and very spacey and church like, you know art museum - so I am standing there listening when, without any prior knowledge - out of my body a thunderous growl ARRRRRRRWWWWWWLLLLLLLLLLLL
it was like I was possessed by a bear, my mouth opened and I burped louder than I had EVER burped before or heard ANYONE else burp before - it was the weirdest fucking thing, and I did it in an interview, in front of a classroom of students, in the worst place possible for like 5 minutes - there wasn't even a warning, in all my life before that moment I had been warned when a burp was coming and I could choose to swallow it or let it free - WHERE WAS MY WARNING - WHERE????? So needless to say, I quickly said excuse me, all little and cute as if I had never let out a bear attack - and my interview was quickly shut down with these words - well thanks, we will call and let you know....they NEVER CALLED.

I have a tooting story, but I am still too embarrassed to talk about it.

I can't think of anything else, besides my numerous falls - at the clubs - Powertools, Red square, others, Greenway plaza, at the mall, at the taqueria, at all my jobs, anywhere I have lived, the gym, at school, all of them - this is after high school for some reason I was more stable back then. I have gone to the doctor about my ankles, he says I have loose joints, hahahah - what tha hell does that mean - well at least that is all that is loose...

Well I guess this did have a topic after all - embarrassing moments in my life.

more me later

6 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

One time, at band camp...actually, it was Girl Scout camp, my "best friend" stole my panties and hung them up on the flag pole in front of our tent. It was bad enough that my whole troop saw, but she later took pictures and displayed them to the entire 5th grade class!!

I'm still traumatized...however, my shrink says I'm making some progress. :)

12:37 PM  
Blogger PLAYMISTY4ME said...

Well Anony,

I could see how you might see this experience as embarrassing, but it sounds like it was all in fun.

I am sure your "best friend" is sorry and hopes you can find it in your heart to forgive her.

12:42 PM  
Anonymous sukisanch said...

hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha ... damn, i love that story. my ass is laughing so hard i'm crying. thanks for that m la!

12:59 PM  
Blogger PLAYMISTY4ME said...

Yeah Suk,

bring on the tears!!!

Thanks Man

2:54 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

My poor graceful baby cakes!

Even though I wasn't there to pick you up, I LOVE YOU berry muncho~

Mom

10:39 AM  
Blogger Truecraig said...

"tooting stories" are the best. I'll never be too old to think they're hilarious!

10:43 AM  

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