I am thinking of writing a book. I am going to name it 'How to be Awkward." because ever since I moved to this windy little city down south my nack for putting myself into very embarrasing/awkward moments seems to be at a high.
Case in Point:
Our school has a very strict policy about wearing your scrubs outside of clinical. This makes sense as we would be transfering germs and bacteria we picked up at the hospital or the nursing homes. So the other day after clinical I decided I needed to run into Walmart for a few things, but I was still in my scrubs. So I pulled into a far stall and debated my options. I could get my groceries later after school and after I have changed, I could just go in and hope nobody notices or I could change in my car.
Slowly I looked over one shoulder, then over the other. Nobody was in sight.
I reached down and took off my shoes. I looked over one shoulder then the other. Nobody was in sight. So I quickly threw my coat over my lap, undid my scrubs, pulled them off and reached for my jeans.
Just as I was leaning down to put my legs into my pants 2 full sized vans of hutterites pulled into the parking lot and parked right next to me. There I sat with nothing on except a coat covering my lower extremities as they piled out of the van and started to talk.
My face was the color of crimson by the time they finally started to walk away. With them gone I pulled on my pants and just drove away.
2 comments:
rebecca...this made me laugh I could see you doing it
LOL! You poor girl! I learned a long time ago not to change in a car....dangerous business,that. :-)
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