Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Stair Slippin' in 175

how to avoid making lasting semester impressions: a brief guide.
dont miss the last step on the stairs of your classroom and stumble out with an exclamation and flail your arms wildly as you exit the room.


Tuesday, November 20, 2012

Reenactments

i was washing my hands in an empty bathroom, and thinking back to a recent conversation in which i had said something stupid.

so, like any sane person, i decided to reenact this scenario so that i can do it better in my head.

as required with any good conversation reenactment, gestures, movements and facial expressions are necessary. as i am mid concentrated facial expression and wild hand gesture with paper towel, someone walks into the bathroom.

i avoid eye contact, throw away my paper towel prop, and leave with a new scenario to replay in a different empty room later...

Swim Meet Volunteering

as a team, pleiades is trying to get money so we do some volunteering. friday, we were helping time for a swim meet in Koury. i had class at 11, so a teammate and i were going to switch shifts halfway through--i was to work from 9:15-10:15ish, and her from 10:15-12ish.

to start off this experience, i missed the first bus up to Koury. so i catch one that doesnt go quite there and start to walk. most of the way through this walk i realize that i dont know where Koury is. i am already about 5 minutes late.

i know its near the dean dome, so i walk there...and subsequently pass Koury 3 times. finally, i actually read the sign on the top of the building and feel like an idiot for the second time that day.

i go inside and see the guy who is signing people in, so i sign in, and he gives me directions to "go down the stairs, and then turn right when i see the other volunteers." i head off down the stairs, and walk down this hallway, but very shortly i reach the pool without seeing any volunteers.

i am in khakis, a jacket, and wearing a backpack. clearly i am not about to go swimming. shockingly, the swimmers i am standing directly next to also notice this. i slowly back away and retreat to the stairs.

Thrice. i feel out of place.

eventually, i retrace my steps and have to be let through a set of locked doors to find the other volunteers, but horrrayyy! we are united!

these two women come out and describe how to time, saying that if you have the same color timer as someone else you will be working together so give them to your friends! she gives me a pair of black timers, and since i am sitting at a table with ONLY ONE OTHER GUY and EVERYONE ELSE IS PAIRED UP i hand him the other timer. he pretends as though he doesnt see me giving him this timer, and refuses to take it.

i think maybe he didnt see me, so i try again, but he takes my slight flailing of the timer in front of his face to mean that he should check his texts, so i give up and awkwardly hold on to two timers. i guess i wouldnt want to work with me either.... jerkbutt.

finally, it is time for me to go to class, and my teammate to fill in. she calls me just as the meet is about to start, and as i remember how i struggled to find things, i literally run down the hall to try to find her.

and as i am on the phone, running, i turn a corner and slam into two swimmers. directly.. two very attractive tall swimmers. as i apologize and take another step, i hear my teammate call me from the direction i just came...aka right back directly past these two gentlemen i just plowed into.

i leave Koury, shamed. and with five lovely reminders that i will always have a dysfunctional life.