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Walking in the Motor City - cellophane
the story of an invisible girl
renniekins
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Walking in the Motor City
I met L for lunch today. We met at a little coney island just a few blocks away from my office. In order to get there, I had to cross two sides of a major intersection. It's a very busy area, with traffic everywhere. Even though there is a light, there are always cars gunning to get across, plus cars inching up to make a right turn during their red light. It's not a major pedestrian area, so the drivers aren't usually watching for me. Needless to say, when I cross the street I spend a lot of time keeping an eye on the cars, generally making sure I make eye contact with the driver before walking in front their vehicle.

I was running somewhat late, so was hurrying. I was keeping an eye on the cars facing me, plus glancing at the light to make sure I had enough time to cross. I wasn't watching my feet. (oooh, foreshadowing!)

Well, I was wearing shoes with thick stacked two inch heels. As I was crossing the first street, I apparently set one of those heels onto a rather large stone in my path. Not only did it turn my ankle, but it also caused my foot to fall off the shoe's heel. Between my distracted attention and my foot turning, I was really off-balance. The only way I was able to keep myself from falling over was by stumbling around in almost a half-circle, arms flailing about.

So there I was, in one of the busiest intersections of the city, with the streets were full of lunchtime traffic, staggering about, waiving my arms, barely saving myself from sprawling down in the middle of the intersection. I was so embarrassed. I just knew that half the city was watching my ridiculous performance. After all, what else do you do when sitting at a red light, other than idly watching the pedestrian crossing in front of you?

Naturally I tried to cover as best as I could, in my usual self-conscious fashion. I turned around, to look for what I'd tripped over (making it clear to those watching that I must have tripped over something, and wasn't just a klutz). I even thought about going back, finding the rock, meaningfully picking it up for all to see, and removing it so that it wouldn't endanger further pedestrian traffic. I didn't, for fear that the light would turn before I completed my theatrics.

When I reached the comparative safety of the far curb, I paused, raised my foot, and looked thoughtfully at the heel of my shoe (as though perhaps there had been something wrong with the shoe, causing my stumble). I turned my back to those watchful eyes, and faced the other street I had to cross, waiting for the light to change. I stretched my ankle a little bit while waiting (so that perhaps the silent mocking spectators would think a prior injury of some sort had caused me to trip). Pathetic.

Finally the light changed, my audience drove away, and I crossed the other side of the intersection without mishap.

Current Mood: embarrassed embarrassed

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mrdisco99 From: mrdisco99 Date: May 22nd, 2002 02:21 pm (UTC) (Link)

*chuckle*

I would've loved to have seen that.

You have to admit, that was probably fun to watch. Maybe you put a smile on someone's face.

You gotta laugh at yourself sometimes. We'd all miss out on some of life's great funny moments if we couldn't do that.

renniekins From: renniekins Date: May 22nd, 2002 03:09 pm (UTC) (Link)

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Very true. Actually if I couldn't laugh at myself at all I wouldn't have been able to post the tale. But although I was mortified at the time, I was able to see the humor in it afterwards. And yeah, hopefully at least I made somebody else smile with my "dance"...!
radiantsoul From: radiantsoul Date: May 22nd, 2002 02:33 pm (UTC) (Link)
Glad to hear you made it to the other side of intersection without mishap!
renniekins From: renniekins Date: May 22nd, 2002 03:08 pm (UTC) (Link)

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Well, it was an effort, but I made it. And on the way back, I managed to cross both streets safely, all by myself!
mermaid_angst From: mermaid_angst Date: May 22nd, 2002 02:37 pm (UTC) (Link)

applause!

i'm sorry that it was at your expense, but that made a very, very good read.
renniekins From: renniekins Date: May 22nd, 2002 03:07 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: applause!

*bow* Thanks, glad you enjoyed it. (-:
guingel From: guingel Date: May 22nd, 2002 03:23 pm (UTC) (Link)
awww! lol. not just embarrassing but scary--intersections make me nervous.
I do exactly the same thing when I trip. It's never my fault at all! Except that I love to kick little pebbles and things as I walk, so I shuffle a bit, and then I'll start doing it inside and I almost always trip over my feet. XD then I don't have anything to blame it on, and people always look at me! I'm usually laughing at myself at that point though, so i don't get embarrassed.
renniekins From: renniekins Date: May 23rd, 2002 09:13 am (UTC) (Link)

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I hate when I trip over my own feet. You'd think I'd be used to them by now, but every now and then they get just a little bit bigger or something, and get in my way. Oh well!
guingel From: guingel Date: May 23rd, 2002 02:15 pm (UTC) (Link)
::nodnod::
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