you know what's slightly awkward?
being told that you have very, very nice legs by a woman in a wheelchair. especially if it is not readily apparent that the woman does (not?) have legs. especially if her husband (also wheelchair-bound) joins her a moment later and concurs with her observation. especially if this whole exchange occurs while you are waiting outside a liquor store for your legal friend to buy alcohol at 10pm, in southeast minneapolis.
i really just can't decided if it was awkward because they didn't have legs that they could appreciate (though i believe that i also do not have legs that i can appreciate) and i was feeling empathetic, or if because the whole exchange probably took about five minutes, which is a very long time to be standing in front of a liquor store with two wheelchair-bound people staring at your legs.
or it could just be that it really wasn't awkward at all, and the only reason i am thinking about this is because i reeeeally can't study any more.
ha. you know what would be really awkward?
having a GPA that not a single grad school will appreciate.
such a beat.
(thank you, jen, for the expression. it has become highly useful in all aspects of my life.)
being told that you have very, very nice legs by a woman in a wheelchair. especially if it is not readily apparent that the woman does (not?) have legs. especially if her husband (also wheelchair-bound) joins her a moment later and concurs with her observation. especially if this whole exchange occurs while you are waiting outside a liquor store for your legal friend to buy alcohol at 10pm, in southeast minneapolis.
i really just can't decided if it was awkward because they didn't have legs that they could appreciate (though i believe that i also do not have legs that i can appreciate) and i was feeling empathetic, or if because the whole exchange probably took about five minutes, which is a very long time to be standing in front of a liquor store with two wheelchair-bound people staring at your legs.
or it could just be that it really wasn't awkward at all, and the only reason i am thinking about this is because i reeeeally can't study any more.
ha. you know what would be really awkward?
having a GPA that not a single grad school will appreciate.
such a beat.
(thank you, jen, for the expression. it has become highly useful in all aspects of my life.)
posted by wynee at 3:15 PM
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i feel like if they had functioning legs, it would still be akward, but a different kind of akward. kind of like a standing outside sexworld alone propositioning sort of awkward. and what were you doing Outside the liquor store?
haha, and you're not even surrounded by pokermen 24/7 like myself. it is a fantastic expression. and that is because it is highly useful in all aspects of EVERYONE'S lives. life's a beat before anyone even knows it.
:)
like i said, i was waiting for somebody to buy alcohol. (they told me if i didn't have an id, i had to wait outside. and i legitimately did not have an id.)
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