Friday, April 10, 2009

Don't Worry, I Have WAY More Problems.

Um...in my normal awkward manner...I have once again embarrassed myself (like, open mouth, insert foot). Surprising, not really. A couple nights ago I was 'studying' at the coffee shop. My neighbor and I were sitting at a table together, and one of his friends,Grant, was standing at the end talking. There were no other open tables (popular joint), so i envited him to sit down, and he did. So this boy and my neighbor are mercilessly making fun of me and I reference something I had talked about before...to which their faces held the response of 'what the heck are you talking about, you are CRAZY'. They just shake their heads. So I yell, 'Look, just because you can't hear....' I couldn't even finish my sentence because I forgot Grant WEARS HEARING AIDS! My neighbor's mouth just drops wide open. I sit there staring at Grant and I can feel my face burning. (Grant's a pretty funny, easy going guy, for as long as I've known him (since Jr high), he has worn hearing aids and he's not super sensitive about it..but still...really Becky?! really?!). "Why don't you just keep making fun of my disability, Becky, go ahead." I just stared...I apologized by saying, "Grant, the words just started coming out and I couldn't stop them before I realized what I was saying" (nice apology?!). So we laugh it off and keep talking. But as the converstation goes on, I further embarrass myself in an attempt to make up for what happened before. We are talking about school work, and I was trying to tell him that I'm pretty much ADD and dyslexic. But I prefice it by saying, 'don't worry Grant, I have way more problems than you'. And then I realized that was not the right choice of words. Jokingly Grant says, 'so you are insinuating that my hearing aids are a "problem"?' .....keeping digging Becky, keep digging. Its a little thing we like to call tact, and yeah, I don't have it.
No worries, unlike me, Grant can sail through awkwardness with flying colors...and just make fun of me in the process.
I need a FILTER!

Tuesday, April 7, 2009