Tuesday, November 5, 2013

I still fall... a lot


I feel like it's been a long time since I've shared any of my clumsy tales on the blog... so today I'm going to share three separate incidents that have all happened in the past week. Just because I don't always share my stories on here, it doesn't mean that they don't still happen.

I've been known to fall on the bus, lose my pants while chasing the bus down a crowded street, fall through a deck, walk into any table or door, and trip over every sidewalk. Like I said, just because the stories haven't made it onto the blog in a hot minute - it doesn't mean that they've stopped.


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    Exhibit A:

    Last Friday, Amanda and I were leaving a football game and walking to a local bar to hangout before heading home for the night. En route from the stadium to the bar, we had to walk under an entire sidewalk covered in scaffolding. Normally, this wouldn't be such a problem or seem like a big deal, but we were walking behind a group of about 7 or 8 guys and they were walking too slowly for my liking... so I decided to walk past them and cut through the scaffolding ahead of them so that I wouldn't be stuck behind them the whole time.

    You know how the scaffolding bars/pipes do a criss-cross thing? Yeah, I didn't see it. Like, at all. I smoked my head off of the 'criss-cross' part as I was trying to cut in front of them. The entire group of men saw this, laughed and proceeded to make comments the ENTIRE way to the bar. Amanda was laughing, I was laughing and possibly cursing, and the guys were shouting things like: "SHE CAN TAKE IT LIKE A CHAMP!" "OOOOOH THAT HAD TO HURT - YOU'LL FEEL THAT TOMORROW" or my personal favourite,
    "God love Canadian girls, they know how to take a good hit and just keep going".

    Yes, I took the hit like a champ and kept on walking to the bar. But I'm not going to lie - it hurt REALLY badly and continued to hurt for a few days.


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    Exhibit B:

    I was running late and had to actually run for the bus one morning last week. I saw the bus coming down the street but I knew if I bolted across the street, and the few blocks down, that I would be able to make it to the stop just as the bus was getting there. As I'm running across the street (I live on a busy 6-lane highway type street), my music that's blaring in my ears from my iPhone just stops playing. I assumed I had somehow unhooked my headphones but continued running. As I'm sprinting for the bus stop, I'm feeling around in my pocket and my purse to grab my phone - but I can't find it. Anywhere.

    I stop on the spot, squat to the ground, and frantically search through my bag - my phone is not there. I panic and start running back towards my house. Just at that exact moment, I see my poor phone lying helpless in the middle of the highway street and I watch as it is run over by not one, but two cars (and possibly the bus that I missed).


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    I think I yelled at a few cars not to run over my phone, because I'm crazy like that. I then proceeded to run into the middle of the street (with traffic coming at me) to grab my phone before it was run over by yet another car. Somehow, miraculously, the phone was 100% okay. No scratches, no marks, nothing. Thank god for my Otter Box case. It's a miracle, I swear.

    Exhibit C:

    Last night I decided to go for a quick run when I got home from work. Despite the fact that it was only 6:00pm it was already completely pitch black dark outside. Instead of running my regular route, which primarily involves alley-ways, I had to run along all of the streets throughout my neighborhood. I was so focused on not tripping over the sidewalk, or slipping on leaves; that I was continuously looking down at the ground instead of looking straight ahead. This worked out really well, I didn't trip... but I did run into a tree. I then started laughing at my sheer stupidity and looked up to see a family of 4 staring at me as I casually jogged away giggling laughing hysterically and texting my friends to tell them what I had done. No shame, friends. No shame.




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11 comments:

Stephanie said...

OMG the Canadian girls comment. I love it.
I cannot believe your phone survived that, you are so lucky.
And I love that you really ran into a tree. You see it on tv but never in real life, so I'm sure that family was laughing as much as you were :)

Rachael @ Pretty in Pink said...

I like how Allie's first response is to just laugh. hahahaah.

Amanda - Voyage of the MeeMee said...

People falling will never get old!! Thank you for letting us laugh at you! :P

Brittanylea02 said...

Oh Faithy I do love you!

I love the Canadian Girl comment!

Rachel said...

That is quite amazing that your phone lived through the experience! But ouch, that first one really had to hurt!

Allie @ Tales of a TwentySomething said...

Laughing again. And again thinking about it. <3

Melissa Suggitt said...

I, too, have run into a tree and nobody understands how it's even possible. IT IS AND IT SUCKS!

Kathy @ Vodka and Soda said...

hahahah! the comment about the canadian girls..it's SO true!

i once was walking and texting and legit fell into one of those giant tree planter things in the mall. i was so embarrassed!

-kathy
Vodka and Soda

Pistol Pete said...

And here I was worried about you moving to Vancouver ... big city and all with gangs and muggings, etc. Guess I should have been more concerned about you moving to the province with the most, and biggest, trees ... apparently they just jump right out and get ya.

Dad

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Nikki Mitchell said...

The whole time im reading this im like O.O Glad you are alive to tell these tales....

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