Monday, April 2, 2012

Rest Stop Cleaning

on my way up to virginia with an ultimate team, we stopped at a rest stop to use the bathroom.

when we went in, some woman was sweeping the floor around the sinks and by the door and such. so we just walk around her and go use the bathroom.

however, while i was using the bathroom, i see this broom just come under the stall door and i realize that the cleaning woman is sweeping the floor of the stall like an inch from my feet. apparently stall cleaning waits for no one.

i decided to wait in there for a moment until she was done, although the urge to mess with the broom was very tempting...

Sweatshirt

last week i woke up running a bit late for class. i was just wearing a sports bra and shorts and only had time to grab and put on one shirt item. it was a little chilly so i just went for sweatshirt.
i walked really fast to class, and when i got there i was a little hot, so i started to take off my sweatshirt, and got it about halfway off before i remembered that it would probably be frowned upon to sit in class in just a sports bra, especially in the first row.
but at least i remembered before i took it off all the way!

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Right Answer, Wrong Response

in spanish class today my professor asked a question, and i answered it correctly, but i answered it really quietly because i wasnt sure if it was right.

since i answered with a whisper, my professor asked me what i said.

this made me nervous, and i said "ah! nada" and made dont-look-at-me hand motions and pretended to cough as though thats what i did accidentally in the first place and drank some water to legitimize this obviously super fake cough.

then some other girl said what i said, only louder, and the professor said it was right.

so i missed out on some quality spanish praise, and only got quality strange spanish looks.

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Sorry

i was in a rush while leaving my dorm today, and someone held the door for me. Being silly and in a rush, instead of saying thank you, i said sorry by accident...

she looked confused and asked me "why would you be sorry??"

But since i was running and not expecting any sort of real interaction with the girl that held the door for me, i ended up shouting over my shoulder "i dont know! i didnt mean to, im sorry!"

then i realized that i apologized for apologizing at least twice.
so i just kept running the opposite direction from the girl who held the door for me.

Ash Wednesday

i almost told a girl she had something on her forehead today until i got closer and realized it was in the shape of a cross...
and that it was ash wednesday... whooops

Sunday, February 19, 2012

Eating Fruit

2 instances of fruit awkwardness:

1. i was walking through the dining hall and i made accidental eye contact with this guy. this was awkward for two reasons: one, we held this eye contact for far too long, and two, he took a huge bite of banana while we were still accidentally staring at each other.

2. i forget how loud apples are. i often bring one to class to eat for breakfast when i'm running late (essentially every day), and i eat it during class. this is especially unfortunate when he asks a question and no one knows the answer, and the only sound is me trying to quietly chew an apple, which is pretty much impossible.

Checking Books Out of Davis

i went to get a book from davis the other day, so i went up to the desk to go check it out. i walk up there, and the girl behind the desk is reading, and apparently didnt hear me walk up to the desk.

so i stand there for a minute or so, while she reads, and still doesnt see me. in order to get her attention sorta subtly, i kinda put the book down on the desk in front of her. she finally notices that im standing there and looks up at me as though i, the most boring and insignificant thing ever, am drawing her away from something amazing that she is reading, and that she just cant be bothered with whatever it is that i need.

this look surprises me so much that for a moment, i just stare back at her. i finally compose myself enough to ask "can i check this book out, please?"

she sighs, rolls her eyes, and takes my one card and is done checking the book out in about 5 seconds. she put the book back on the counter with a little here-you-go-thanks-for-bothering-me smile, and goes back to reading.

its cool, girl behind the desk, i know that taking a five second break to do the one, and essentially only, thing you have to do all day must be rough.