I don't have internet where I live so I wanted to go to the computer lab at school today to check my email and blog and whatnot. I was hungover as all hell and still am, as a matter of fact. But I had two surprisingly decent hours of jazz ensemble then I walked out into the parking lot to put my bass into my car before going up to the computer room.
I never remember where I parked at this school by the time I get out of class so I've gotten pretty used to stumbling around the parking lot pressing my lock and unlock buttons repeatedly, hoping for a faint beep in the distance, looking like a madman to anyone watching. Some people have told me that pressing the panic button would be a good idea, but in a situation like that I feel the best solution is to remain calm and never to panic. As I was performing this ritual, a pretty young girl pulled up next to me, rolled down her her window and asked, "Excuse me are you leaving?" I turned around to her and said, "Yes as a matter of fact I am, I'm just searching for my car." She said she didn't mind waiting. But about 30 seconds after I said that I actually saw my car which was kind of behind where hers was. So she pretty much helped me find my car. What a gal. She backed her car up so I could get to mine, I put the bass in, and I sat down in the driver's seat and started the car. That's when I realized I wasn't even leaving. But rather then get out of the car and crush her hopes and dreams of finding a parking spot, and not to mention to look like a complete jackass, I pulled out, left the parking lot, drove around the block and came back to search for one again. And let me tell you it was pretty damn hard to find one.
As I'm driving back into the parking lot I knew I had to avoid that girl at all costs. So I didn't even look for any near where she was now parked. Which just so happened to be right next to the building where I needed to go to. But I don't think it mattered there were no spots anyway, I had to park pretty far away. Crazy since I just gave one up. Now I just had to hope I didn't run into her. Because well there's things you can say to explain it I guess, but it would just be awkward and stupid lookin'. I got to the computer lab and who is sitting one row ahead and a few computers to the left? That very girl. So I'm here ducking my head and tilting my screen so she hopefully can't see me and now that I am done typing this I am going to make a clean get away to avoid that impending awkward recognition of confusion.
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that's hilarious! we all have our moments like that!
ReplyDeletehahahahahahaha thats pretty funny. i enjoyed the upbeat side of you (no homo)
ReplyDeleteMaybe she would think you are cute... Or an idiot. Or both. For what it's worth, I always forget instantly where I park my car. If I forgot the real or imagined injustices in my life as easily as I forget where I park my car, I would be a blissful fellow, indeed.
ReplyDeleteNice work.
Haha, this is really funny. But I must say that was nice of you to actually pull out of the parking space most people would not have done that. And as for looking for the car, yeah it takes me a while to find mine as well!
ReplyDeleteA really great story. You are rapidly becoming a wonderful story-teller.
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