according to my family, apparently everything is awkward for me. they'll hear me say, "that's awkward." or "this makes me feel uncomfortable" a lot.
so just to humor them, i've compiled a list of awkward situations i've been in or have witnessed.
-one day at the temple, it was super busy and the temple workers were trying to keep every one in line and organized. anyway, this hispanic guy looks pretty confused and not sure where he's supposed to be, so the temple worker calls out, "Oh Senor! Hermano!" to which the guy replies, "Yeaaah. I don't speak spanish." aaaawkward.
-i'm fidgeting with my key trying to get the garage door unlocked, and i can't figure out why it won't turn. after about 2 minutes, i realized i was using my car key. it wouldn't have been awkward if the neighbors hadn't been watching the whole time.
-going out to lunch with my 15 year old brother and the waiter assumes we're on a date. awkward.
-some dude totally showing off on his cheap bike, pulls a wheelie not noticing the huge pothole in front of him, he crashed and buuuurned. sorry bud, saw the whole thing! more embarrassing than awkward.
-First kiss... i won't give the deets, just think super awkward.
-falling down a flight of stairs in front of all my friends, and creeper that happened to be there asks if i need a full-body massage after that. being totally serious. awkward and uncomfortable. vim. (vomit in my mouth)
-waving back to someone who's waving at the person behind you. and trying to cover it up by playing with your hair... awkward.
-At Gold's Gym, i pick the treadmill that's isolated in the corner with nobody around. and OF COURSE some guy has to use the machine right next to mine when there's a million others to choose from. not only that, but i can tell from my peripheral vision that he's eyeing me from head to toe. Like, do you like what you see, or are you just a perv?! quit the creepy stares. awkward and uncomfortable.
(and dear future husband, i won't meet you at the gym. so don't look for me there. maybe at the library though, that's cute. or maybe we'll meet as we're both being interviewed for that position at a law firm tomorrow. kind of like 500 days of summer. yeah, i like that. but only if i get the job. because i probably need it more than you.)
-talking to my future husband through my blog. awkward..
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coming up:
will I get the job that I have an interview for?
will i meet my husband there? (joke.)
all of this and more! next time.
