Wednesday, December 8, 2010

"Why do you do this to me/... Every time I wind up back at your door"

Sometimes I'm awkward. I don't deny it. Sometimes I don't know what to say. Or I say the wrong thing and beat myself up over it for hours afterwards. Or I feel the need to clarify myself which really just involves saying the same thing again and again until I am sure the person understands me.

But there are other ways to be awkward in life than saying stupid stuff. Like holding the door open. Don't you hate it when you pull open a door and you notice someone is behind you but they are just far enough away that you stand there dumbly like a doorman or doorstop until they get there and realize you didn't really need to stand there. Yesterday I had this happen with one of the moms (that I love) at work. She was just far enough away that I felt obligated to hold it open so it didn't smack in her face but then she had to rush cause she felt bad that I was holding it open and all of this freezing cold air was getting inside. We acknowledged that the situation was awkward. Which really just made it more awkward. Good thing she's awesome.

And this seems to happen all too frequently at work and Starbucks. Maybe that's cause those are the main two places I go. And other places like Target have automatic doors. But we all know I am awkward with those too. Sigh.

So yes. Sometimes I'm awkward. Like in this post.

And yes, my boss did have me as her secret santa. She got me a super cute purse that I may or may not have just stared at for five minutes cause I love it. Hint: I did.

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