I was doing some cleaning because my parents decided that the entire house needed to be refloored. So I'm taking boxes and whatnot out of my room, and I was on my way to carrying a box full of magazines to the garage when I lost my grip on the box and it slips out of my hands. My mom was walking by as the box hits the floor. And sure enough, despite not having looked through or even seen them in over a year, every issue of Playboy that I had a subscription to back when I first turned 18 spilled onto the floor and conventiently rested on top of every other, tamer and more acceptable magazine. Awkward silence followed by awkward clean up and awkward slowly walking away. In retrospect, it was hilarious despite stupid and embarrassing.
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