I have other talents than being blond, believe it or not.
Sometimes I’m klutzy and sometimes I just have embarrassing moments. I know
what you’re thinking right now. “Wow! All of that in one person?! I’m so
jealous. She must have so much fun.” I do, actually.
One day, I was returning a kayak to the store where I rented
it. (The whole kayak story is very long, but it includes backing into a
raccoon-ridden garage, stinging nettles, walking along the road like a homeless
person, and snakes. ) The kayak story may be for another time, but I don’t have the time or room for it now. I
was returning my kayak, affectionately dubbed Sweet Pickles, and I had to take
in the life vests and the paddle.
I admit that I felt pretty cool carrying these items as it
made me look like I was an experienced outdoors woman, aside from the office
clothes, of course. I was feeling fairly confident as nice-looking young man
opened the shop door for me. Well, instead of holding the paddle vertically, I
held it horizontally, and the one end hit the door frame, blocking me like a
fence, and the other went up and nearly smacked the young man in the face.
Thankfully, he dodged it, but he wasn’t amused. So much for my suave entrance.
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