AmazingGreis

Shaved legs are totally over-rated…

I started this blog as a way to write about the goings on in my every day life.  As the months progressed, and more and more “real life” friends found out about my lil’ ole home on the interwebz it became harder and harder to post what I’ve really been feeling.  My posts are usually random and mostly filler.  I’d like to post more frequently.  I’d like to post more substance, but how do you do it when you’re paranoid about family and friends that may, or may not, read the blog?  Anyone, anyone?

I love a challenge, and I love writing on pre-determined topics, so when I heard about Mrs. Flinger’s better writing challenge I knew I wanted to play along.
It’s the {W}rite-of-Passage Weekly Writing Challenge.
What a great way to jump start my writing and to receive constructive criticism and feedback.

This week’s pre-challenge topic is Your Most Embarrassing Moment.

I’ve had many embarrassing moments in my 31 years.  Quite a few of those moments have to do with drinking, walking and quite possibly drunk texting. (what? Like you’ve never drunk texted before!!)  As soon as I saw the topic for the week I knew exactly what to write about…

Back in 2001 I was the proud owner of a Nissan Sentra.  I don’t quite remember what I was needing to go to the dealer for, but a trip to the dealer was in store.  It was my day off and I headed to the dealer nearest my house on a beautiful sunny day.  I found a close parking spot near the service entrance and grabbed my purse to head inside.  I was in hurry and a little distracted, I had grand plans of running a few other errands and then heading to the mall for an afternoon of shopping.  Boy do plans change fast.

I exited my car and started walking towards the service door, and before I knew it my ankle had given way and I was laying on the hard concrete.  Apparently I was parked on an incline and didn’t realize it, so when I went to take a step it was a lot further down than I expected and boom my fat ass was down for the count, in the middle of a busy car dealers parking lot.  Being the cool, calm and collected person that I am, I quickly jumped to my feet and swiftly made sure that no one saw that.  I didn’t notice anyone laughing and pointing, and no one rushed to help me so I figured I was in the clear.  I proceeded to walk in to the service department with a little limp and in some pain.  When I got to the counter, and looked down at my foot, I immediately noticed the MAJOR swelling.  My ankle was the size of a watermelon.  The lady behind the counter noticed my foot and asked if I was ok.  I told her I was fine, collected what I needed and was on my way.  Except, it took me about 10 minutes to get to my car, my foot hurt that bad.

At this point I decided that I may need to go see a doctor.  I called my doctor’s office and was advised that if I had broken anything I would need to go to the hospital and that I should head straight there.  Did I mention that my car was standard and that my left foot was the ankle I injured?  No, well imagine trying to drive a standard with a bum foot.  Not pretty.at.all!  Luckily the hospital was about 3 minutes away.

I made it to the hospital and because it was early afternoon the ER was empty.  I was seen immediately and taken back to a table in a private curtained off room.  Right about the time that the cute MAN NURSE entered my room I realized that OH.MY.GAWD I hadn’t shaved in a few days or weeks and he was totally going to have to see my legs.  (Don’t judge me! It was winter, I was single and busy and no one ever saw my legs so why shave frequently!!)  Cute man nurse asked me a few questions and then went to inspect the ankle.  I was horrified.  I’m sure I turned all kinds of red as he rolled up my jeans and exposed the un-shaved grossness that was my leg.  I was embarrassed and I apologized profusely.  He smiled and tried to make me feel better by letting me know that he’d seen way worse.  Did I mention he was CUTE and looking at my hairy legs?  H.O.R.R.I.F.I.E.D!!!!!!

So, yes, my mother was right.  You never know when you’ll be in an unexpected situation and you should always shave your legs and wear clean underwear.  I always wear clean underwear, but the shaving, yeah, I’m still not an every day shaver.

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