Walmart has earned itself quite a reputation for being accepting of all types of people. It is this special quality of Walmart's that makes it the only place I can go shopping in my bathing suit and not feel out of place or ashamed.
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This happened during my first week of Grad School classes. The first time I met one of my teachers, she was walking around the room introducing herself to students before class started. For some reason, I voluntarily admitted, "I haven't done any of the readings for any of my classes yet. It's the first week and I'm already behind- whoops!"...and then I laughed..and also admitted that yes, I had all the books and I knew I had readings. Honesty may be the best policy, but sometimes I need to remind myself that it's not the only policy..
I used to jump off furniture holding a bath towel over my head, thinking that I would be able to float down slowly like Mary Poppins. Perhaps this dream ended in one too many bumps to the head...
The day started and ended fearfully...
I went in to the gas station a few mornings ago to get some free coffee (a promo they have sadly ended). I was putting my 6 sugars in when a girl who worked there started talking to me. After a few minutes she pointed down to my leg. Why, you ask? Because there was a spider just about to disappear up my shorts! I very calmly screamed bloody murder and did an embarrassingly endearing little jig to get it off and spent the next few minutes gracefully twitching. That night, after a spectacularly boring day of class, a few friends and I went downtown to hear some music. Everything was going smoothly until the girl behind me dropped her menu. When I bent down to pick it up, she introduced herself, said that I was really cute, and groped me. I would have loved to have seen my face- was it appalled, frightened, shocked, or awkward? Who knows- all those feelings were there, I just don't know which one won over my facial muscles. What can I say? I'm a chick magnet. |