Thursday, March 14, 2013

Embarassment

Oh man.
Remember that time when that really embarrassing thing happened?
And you wanted to crawl under a rock a die? When you were sure that your life was ruined? Remember that?

Yes, I do remember when that embarrassing thing happened, but I wasn't sure my life was ruined...I just thought it was a good possibility. Actually, that embarrassing thing I'm thinking about right now wasn't actually all that embarrassing. It was awkward, but not terribly bad. There's a second incident that's even more awkward than this first one, so let's get started.

   The first really awkward thing happened when I was at scout camp a few years ago. There was a guy there that I really didn't like at all. He was a huge show-off and thought he was great at everything he did. To make him even more dislike-able for me, he was a drummer and he was in the High School's drama department. Those two things=a LOT of arrogance. I thought he was the most jerky, annoying dude in the world.
   I get annoyed at this guy when we're playing a game of cops and robbers (yes, I did play that still) in the mountains, around a small lake. I'm running, and I see him booking it after some of the guys on the other team see him. But he doesn't just run until they stop chasing him; he runs halfway around the lake, where he knows no one will go. And he doesn't come back after the game ends, so three or four other guys have to go out and look for him.
   They finally found him and were coming back, and I was walking with a couple of friends and talking about how annoying he was and how he thought he was such a great athlete and other stuff. I'm doing this, and I hear him say something behind me. Then he says: "I'm right here, you know" to me. I was even more peeved at the guy after that, but it was very awkward for a few minutes.

But that was a lame example of embarrassment or awkwardness. So I'll give you a blind date story.

   It was the week  before the Sweethearts dance at the local high school. I hadn't been asked, but all my friends had, and I made a bet with them that I wouldn't be asked by the time the dance came around. So the next day, my friend who I made the bet with shows up in the place where we'd all hang out before school, and he's got a girl with him. I realize what's going on, and she looks even more uncomfortable then I do. So I ask her if she wants to ask me something, which at that time is probably the dumbest thing I could possibly say in that situation. She doesn't say anything, but my friend pipes up and says that he found someone for me to go with. Hooray......?
   I get the ticket and the flowers and the blah blah blah, and before I know it it's time for the date before the dance starts. We play a board game and eat dinner. I was nice to my date, but most of the time I was talking to someone else from my group of friends that I actually knew, because I didn't know this girl anyways. Things were super awkward until we got in the car to go to the dance, and things weren't that bad, but they were still awkward. I talked to her more, but there were two other girls in the massive group of about 14 people we had that I had a crush on, and I spent a lot of time talking to them, which undoubtedly was a GREAT idea. Then we got to the dance, and I barely talked to her, instead talking to the people I knew and the ladies I liked. But I was nice to the girl I'd been set up with and I made an effort to talk to her and include her (after the first hour of the date...), so she gave me a hug when I was saying goodbye at her doorstep and it was very nice. But still awkward.

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