whilst at colorado cup this past year, i decided to help myself to our team supply of bagels during one of our longer breaks/byes during which we were changing fields.
so i pick out a nice lookin bagel and am super happy about the bagel and i take a big bite of it and as soon as i start to chew i realize that the bagel is really soggy from unknown liquid, and for some reason, i look up and make eye contact with the coach of another team who is about 5 feet away from me right as i spit out this huge bite of gross bagel into my hand.
i kind of freeze since this is a super weird thing to have made eye contact with a stranger while doing, and he gives me a disgusted look and i hurriedly throw away the bagel in the trash can.
luckily we had already played them so there was no need for further interaction between us ever again ever.
Wednesday, January 8, 2014
I'm Not Creepy on Purpose, I Promise
A few years ago at YCC i was talking to one of my friends on the guys team's dad, and he was telling me about his "oldest daughter who also goes to UNC and is your year! do you know her? she majors in blahblahblah and does blahblah and whatnot"
i had no idea who she was, but being super NOT creepy i was like "oh cool ill look her up on facebook so i can recognize her and talk to her if i see her around on campus or something," which i dont consider thaaat weird considering i know her entire family..
so i find her on facebook or whatever and didnt really think anything of it until a few weeks later, when i am walking alone through the pit and some girl stops me and asks me if ive registered to vote yet.
i look up, and BAM its totally this guys daughter/my friend's sister. and so i, without thinking, am like "yeah ive registered. are you ***'s sister, *****??"
which obviously doesn't go well since we have never met and she has no idea who i am or how the actual fuck i know her name or what she looks like or that i know her whole family.
so she unsurprisingly thinks this is really creepy and is like ".....yes.... who are you? and how did you know that? and how do you know me?"
and i freak out cause i now realize how creepy it sounds to be like "your dad told me all these things about you and i know your brothers and then i looked you up on facebook" *insert non-creepy smile here*
so i stumble through some really horrible explanation of something along the lines of "oh. uh. well. i play frisbee with your brother and you came up cause i go here and you go here and i guess he must have shown me a family picture or something.. uh.. err.. yeah. well thanks for asking me if ive registered to vote"
and then i sort of ran away and havent seen her since! hooray new friendships!
i had no idea who she was, but being super NOT creepy i was like "oh cool ill look her up on facebook so i can recognize her and talk to her if i see her around on campus or something," which i dont consider thaaat weird considering i know her entire family..
so i find her on facebook or whatever and didnt really think anything of it until a few weeks later, when i am walking alone through the pit and some girl stops me and asks me if ive registered to vote yet.
i look up, and BAM its totally this guys daughter/my friend's sister. and so i, without thinking, am like "yeah ive registered. are you ***'s sister, *****??"
which obviously doesn't go well since we have never met and she has no idea who i am or how the actual fuck i know her name or what she looks like or that i know her whole family.
so she unsurprisingly thinks this is really creepy and is like ".....yes.... who are you? and how did you know that? and how do you know me?"
and i freak out cause i now realize how creepy it sounds to be like "your dad told me all these things about you and i know your brothers and then i looked you up on facebook" *insert non-creepy smile here*
so i stumble through some really horrible explanation of something along the lines of "oh. uh. well. i play frisbee with your brother and you came up cause i go here and you go here and i guess he must have shown me a family picture or something.. uh.. err.. yeah. well thanks for asking me if ive registered to vote"
and then i sort of ran away and havent seen her since! hooray new friendships!
The Saga of Bus Incidents
Bus Incident #1:
On my way home from class one day I decided to catch the bus outside of the student union. I got out of my building just in time to see the bus i needed pull up to the stop so i do the awkward run-with-a-full-backpack-on run in front of the group of people waiting for the bus just in time to catch it as it tries to pull away.
Which normally would be great, but the bus has already pulled a bit away from the curb.
i think i am lucky since there is a lot of traffic coming i decide to knock on the door to see if she will let me on anyway while she waits to pull into the road all the way.
However, bus driver lady does not seem to hear my knocking. so i am standing in the street repeatedly knocking on the bus door with no acknowledgment from the bus driver, but more than enough acknowledgment from the mass of people waiting behind me for other busses, and two girls sitting at the front of the bus who look out the window and are ever so kindly laughing at me.
After a solid amount of what felt like forever of ignored knocking i almost give up, but someone behind me is like "keep trying!" so i keep knocking, and the girls on the bus keep laughing and a few seconds later the bus just pulls away and leaves me standing in the street alone.
i stay there for a moment knowing that i will have to face the crowd of people behind as "that girl who just got rejected by the bus and is now standing by herself in the bus lane."
But having such an extensive knowledge of the bus system after taking them home everyday i know that if i walk briskly across campus i can probably catch the same bus when it comes back around to the other side of campus.
so i, laughing at the fact that i was just ignored by an entire bus full of people, walk across campus and make it in time to get on the bus that had previously ignored me, just to have the two girls at the front of the bus who saw me earlier bust out laughing at me as soon as i get on.
but i made it home so everything went great.
Bus Incident #2:
I am waiting for a bus outside my old apartment on the hilly part of MLK and the bus i am waiting for pulls up.
it is a very crowded bus, and it pulls away almost as soon as i get on it, so i start to make my way to the standing area right as a dude getting up and grabbing a backpack and computer shouts frantically for the bus driver to stop cause he missed his stop.
so naturally, the bus driver fucks all logic of WE ARE GOING DOWNHILL VERY FAST MAYBE I SHOULD SLOWLY BRAKE SO THAT ALL THE PEOPLE IN MOTION ON THIS BUS DONT FLY EVERYWHERE AND SMASH INTO EACH OTHER and slams on the brakes.
which of course sends large, computer-wielding, dude hurtling directly at me at a very fast pace and we collide and i am sent backwards, flailing against the front window of the bus, in the process knocking over the bus drivers trash can with one foot, hitting the bus driver with my hand, all while getting body slammed by this frantic stranger.
luckily, this commotion has caused everyone on this very full bus to stare at the loud noise caused by this collision, which most people seem to find very humorous.
public transportation is hard.
On my way home from class one day I decided to catch the bus outside of the student union. I got out of my building just in time to see the bus i needed pull up to the stop so i do the awkward run-with-a-full-backpack-on run in front of the group of people waiting for the bus just in time to catch it as it tries to pull away.
Which normally would be great, but the bus has already pulled a bit away from the curb.
i think i am lucky since there is a lot of traffic coming i decide to knock on the door to see if she will let me on anyway while she waits to pull into the road all the way.
However, bus driver lady does not seem to hear my knocking. so i am standing in the street repeatedly knocking on the bus door with no acknowledgment from the bus driver, but more than enough acknowledgment from the mass of people waiting behind me for other busses, and two girls sitting at the front of the bus who look out the window and are ever so kindly laughing at me.
After a solid amount of what felt like forever of ignored knocking i almost give up, but someone behind me is like "keep trying!" so i keep knocking, and the girls on the bus keep laughing and a few seconds later the bus just pulls away and leaves me standing in the street alone.
i stay there for a moment knowing that i will have to face the crowd of people behind as "that girl who just got rejected by the bus and is now standing by herself in the bus lane."
But having such an extensive knowledge of the bus system after taking them home everyday i know that if i walk briskly across campus i can probably catch the same bus when it comes back around to the other side of campus.
so i, laughing at the fact that i was just ignored by an entire bus full of people, walk across campus and make it in time to get on the bus that had previously ignored me, just to have the two girls at the front of the bus who saw me earlier bust out laughing at me as soon as i get on.
but i made it home so everything went great.
Bus Incident #2:
I am waiting for a bus outside my old apartment on the hilly part of MLK and the bus i am waiting for pulls up.
it is a very crowded bus, and it pulls away almost as soon as i get on it, so i start to make my way to the standing area right as a dude getting up and grabbing a backpack and computer shouts frantically for the bus driver to stop cause he missed his stop.
so naturally, the bus driver fucks all logic of WE ARE GOING DOWNHILL VERY FAST MAYBE I SHOULD SLOWLY BRAKE SO THAT ALL THE PEOPLE IN MOTION ON THIS BUS DONT FLY EVERYWHERE AND SMASH INTO EACH OTHER and slams on the brakes.
which of course sends large, computer-wielding, dude hurtling directly at me at a very fast pace and we collide and i am sent backwards, flailing against the front window of the bus, in the process knocking over the bus drivers trash can with one foot, hitting the bus driver with my hand, all while getting body slammed by this frantic stranger.
luckily, this commotion has caused everyone on this very full bus to stare at the loud noise caused by this collision, which most people seem to find very humorous.
public transportation is hard.
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