Thursday, September 08, 2005
The Bugs Bunny Effect!
I needed a change of pace from the normal posts of late...so I decided to write about something funny. Well, at least it was when it happened...I hope you get a chuckle out of it...
Recently I was having a conversation with a group of teens about what it was like when I was in High School. We talked of how the class curriculum had changed and how kids today are expected to grow up more quickly. We talked about what my school dances were like, when in every corner was a boy and girl making out and the teachers didn't seem to bother with them. I told them how the teachers room was always filled with cigarette smoke (not anymore thank God!) and we talked about how kids dressed. The latter made me think of my daughter and how she just baught her first pair of clogs. Now, I'm not talking the comfortable slipper-like Stegman Clogs...I'm talking about the ones with the high wooden heel. I told the kids a my "clog story". 
I had a pair of clogs that I wore every day. I loved my clogs. They were easy to get on and off, while at my desk I used to kick them off and my feet were always comfortable, and being a shorter person, they made me much taller.
One day, I was walking down the hallway towards the stairs that led to the locker rooms which were in the basement. A boy, Bobby, and I were talking and when we came to the stairs, he was going up to the next floor and I was going down to the lockers. I was quite "smitten" with this boy! He was SO cute! I really wasn't paying attention to anything except his dreamy dark eyes and I was trying to turn on the charm by flirting, maybe a little too much. He was headed up the stairs and well, I guess I should have been paying more attention because the top of the stairs going down came upon me in a shot. One more step forward in my hard to walk in clogs and down the whole flight of stairs I went. This is where the bugs bunny effect comes in. You've seen the episodes where Wile E. Coyote would step off a cliff,
not realizing he had done it, and there is a pause and he holds up a sign that says "bye!" and first his body goes down, stretching out his neck and then with a whistling sound his head follows. That is exactly what it felt like was happening to me. It was in slow motion almost. I fell down the whole flight of stairs, but never went onto my butt. I somehow managed to control my beloved clogs to keep me upright. I looked up, once I hit the bottom 
platform, and Bobby was up there peeking over the handrail, with a smile and giggle that made me melt. He asked if I was ok, and I assured him that I was fine. I was TOTALLY embarassed and I could feel the redness on my face. Now, I know in my heart if I had not been wearing those damned clogs, the whole incident would never have happened. Lets face it, you can all remember those clogs I'm talking about...they were easy on your feet UNTIL you tried to walk, then you looked like a fool trying to look all cool and sexy in them.
So, that's my funny little story. I told it to the teens and my daughter was embarassed just thinking about what her mom must have looked like when this happened. I hope she takes the story to heart and keeps her mind on her footing while wearing those clogs she bought and loves!
Oh, and if you are wondering what happened between Bobby and I, we became a couple the very next day. I guess you gotta love a girl who can compose herself with dignity in public!
