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October 17, 2005
Meloknee on:
Life as a dork:
Sometimes it's hard being such a dork. I trip and fall a lot, I drop things, knock things over, occasionally I even run into things.
This has led to such incidences as falling and tearing the ligaments in my knee while at my favorite bar in front of nearly all of my friends. Regularly tripping over my own feet in front of my boyfriend. I fell down the front steps of my apartment just 3 months after my knee surgery in front of three people that lived in my building (lucky for me they have all since moved out so I don't have to shudder with embarrassment on a daily basis any longer). I once spilled an entire beer in my lap and didn't go home to change. I just sat there, one block from my apartment, and ordered another beer.
Just this weekend alone I was trying to scoot my chair in at the table while we were eating dinner at Mama's Mexican Kitchen and I bumped - hard, not lightly - the table legs and knocked a bottle of Tapatio 
onto the ground and spilled our drinks. Then, only hours later at a hockey game, I was trying to not disturb the other people in my aisle, so I thought it would be a good idea to climb over the seats. Well, I didn't think about the mechanics of a folding seat and stepped on the wrong side, causing me to fully straddle the seat, with one leg stuck between the folded up part and the back. I then couldn't get my shoe back through so I had to take it off to pull my foot out. Luckily I know myself well enough that I handed Alex the beers before I tried to perform such a risky maneuver.
You eventually get used to these things happening and they aren't quite as embarrassing as they were in high school when you were trying to impress the cute boy in class and fell down the stairs while you were talking to them. You learn not to do certain things, like race to the car or challenge someone to a pogo stick contest.
Or, you find yourself a boyfriend that is as big a dork as you are, so it's okay that you do these things...
Update:
For the record, since this post I have fallen off my exercise ball, hitting my head against the couch which sent the couch sliding back about a foot, my tailbone on the ground and cracked my back. Just in case anyone didn't believe what a klutz I am.
Posted by meloknee at October 17, 2005 01:54 PM
Comments
it was destined for us to be friends then. i have a klutz magnet. i think it's because you all make me look graceful.
Posted by: bugg at October 17, 2005 02:16 PM
I'm so glad that you are able to benefit from my flaws. What exactly do I get out of this "friendship"?
Posted by: melanie at October 17, 2005 03:44 PM
Girl, you are not the only one doomed to a life of clumsiness... oh my… lord it makes me cringe and others laugh. I feel you sister.
Posted by: OC girl at October 17, 2005 10:46 PM
update:
smooth move grace!
Posted by: bugg at October 18, 2005 12:28 PM