Don't Do It Alone
This a.m. I was wandering the streets of this great City alone on my way to work. I thought of the following two particularly funny situations: (1) the first time I went indoor climbing; &, (2) the time I fell while crossing the street.
Unlike regular folks, I have a somewhat vivid imagination and so what may have been a normal memory to someone else became hyper-imagined / in Technicolor to me. This morning. While I was alone.
Did I mention I was alone?
This is critical because I started to laugh. Alone. And although it started off as a giggle, it turned into an all-out guffaw over which I had no control (so bad was it that I almost drooled), while I was alone and with no one to whom I could turn and say “picture it”.
So, my small recommendation for this morning is: Don’t think ‘funny’ while alone and in public. (Unless you possess enough self-control to not laugh out loud.) Otherwise, and as I quickly discovered this morning, people will think you’re a mild handicap. And I don’t define that in the Webster’s Dictionary sort of ‘handicap’, but rather, in the ‘she’s laughing alone and should be pitied, don’t stand so close to her, maybe just throw some money at her oh my god, is she drooling?’ handicap.
Unlike regular folks, I have a somewhat vivid imagination and so what may have been a normal memory to someone else became hyper-imagined / in Technicolor to me. This morning. While I was alone.
Did I mention I was alone?
This is critical because I started to laugh. Alone. And although it started off as a giggle, it turned into an all-out guffaw over which I had no control (so bad was it that I almost drooled), while I was alone and with no one to whom I could turn and say “picture it”.
So, my small recommendation for this morning is: Don’t think ‘funny’ while alone and in public. (Unless you possess enough self-control to not laugh out loud.) Otherwise, and as I quickly discovered this morning, people will think you’re a mild handicap. And I don’t define that in the Webster’s Dictionary sort of ‘handicap’, but rather, in the ‘she’s laughing alone and should be pitied, don’t stand so close to her, maybe just throw some money at her oh my god, is she drooling?’ handicap.
Labels: Dork
posted by just a girl at 8:24 AM
6 Comments:
Happens to me all the time. I try and make sure to have these attacks when I am in big cities, actually, as there are too many people laughing/talking to themselves for the experience to be a novelty or oddity to anyone. :)
That's funny Espy! I couldn't believe what was happening to me this morning and the worst of it is that I had absolutely no control AT ALL. People were staring at me and I didn't have the smarts to pull out my mobile and at least *pretend* I was on the phone! That would've been too easy.
Unreal.
xo
m
Next time, just pretend you're talking to someone who isn't there. They'll give you lots of room and you can get to wherever you're going much faster. ;)
...just don't think funny thoughts or talk to invisible people when you're in a meeting at work...
Lisa -- I can't even *begin* to tell you about my gaffs at work. I can't believe I made it this far being such a complete and total dork ;o)
mmmmmwah,
m
are you really alone when in fact, there's always someone in Spokane doing the same thing?
erm. y'know, factor in the time difference, carry the one...
I've lived alone for so long I think I've lost awareness of the weird shit I've turned into actual habits! eek!
lol michelle!
Excellent reasoning. We are NOT alone. We should really chat more often ;)
Spokane. What a name.
Love you,
m
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