I suppose I was destined to be a walking germ. There is not a month that goes by without some kind of cold, flu or infection that plagues me. I say this because today I went home sick, yet again, with some common flu symptoms. However, this time it seemed to be more of a blessing than a curse. The excuse to go home was a perfect chance for me to escape my own humiliation after making an ass out of myself this morning.
This morning was less than ideal, to say the least. Honoring a promise I made to my ex-boyfriend, I got up early to go see him before school started. I woke up early, despite the fact that I felt like shit, got dressed, and went out and waited for him. This morning, it was cold, cloudy, and raining. Being the California girl that I am, this weather might as well have been the next Ice Age. So, I went inside to wait.
After waiting about ten minutes, I figured I looked like an idiot standing around and decided to walk up to my classroom, assuming he wasn't going to show up. As I headed toward the class, I got a call from him saying he'd meet me at my locker soon. I wanted to see him, so I started to head over to my locker, even though it was across campus.
Now my school campus is built so that all of the different school buildings surround one wide open social area known as the 'quad'. Anyone who gets to school early sits in the quad and socializes with friends. I happened to be on the third floor of the building that opened up to the quad. The stairs from the third floor to the quad are outdoor stairs, and considering the rain, they were quite slippery.
I suppose some people could imagine where this story is headed.
Not being a morning person myself, I was equipped with a large Monster Energy drink. This took up one hand, while my other hand was busy holding my History notebook. Now, I wasn't lying when stating that I am a complete California girl. This being said, despite the rainy weather, I was wearing sandals.
As I started my way down the stairs, I remembered just how slippery these stairs tend to get when it rains. I also had just enough time to take into consideration how clumsy I am, right before I felt my little, size six, sandaled feet slip right out from under me.
Here's where it gets even better.
Feeling myself falling, my first instinct was to catch myself. This initial response sent my History notebook flying out of my hands, and all of the papers it held to scatter all over the soaking wet staircase. Hands free or not, my butt still caught my fall - pretty hard I might add. My tailbone definitely took one for the team on this one.
Luckily, a few nice coaches were nearby to help me gather up my things and ask if I was alright. I reassured them I was fine, just a little embarrassed, and continued to climb down the steps, clinging tightly to the railing this time. Railing or no railing, I was still slipping and sliding all over those stairs until I reached the bottom.
At the time, with all of the people staring and laughing, I couldn't find the humor in the situation. However, throughout the course of the day, I made a few amusing realizations that allowed me to laugh at myself.
I found the most entertaining thing I remembered later on, to be the fact that, while all of my papers flew across the staircase in my attempt to catch myself, my energy drink never left my hands. I was willing to sacrifice my work for my ass, but by God, that energy drink would remain unharmed.
I think maybe my priorities could use a little reevaluation. What do you think?
Either way, this seemingly awful start to my day, left me with another humorous story to tell and possibly some more knowledge of myself. I suppose that's a fair enough trade for having to use caution when sitting for the next few days.
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