Laughter
I love to laugh, especially the kind of laughter where you can't stop and tears may run down your face. Sometimes a movie can evoke do this. I remember going to see Ruthless People with a friend and at a certain point of the movie, the entire audience burst out laughing. Fun! A different movie, Steel Magnolias, was a very sad movie. And I wouldn't have believed that the writers could have scripted a cemetery scene that could cause outright laughter. But it did!
And then there is the laughter when something in real life occurs and everyone begins to laugh and you say to the person, "We're not laughing AT you, we're laughing WITH you...you just haven't started yet! Especially true when it is you yourself that causes the mirth and merriment. Things are often funnier in hindsight, as evidenced by the statement, "Someday, you will look back at this and laugh!"
So, here's one of those stories, from real life...my life...and quite embarrassing at the time!
There was an afterschool faculty meeting where the staff was being instructed in how to be more effective at 'test writing'. It was held in the school library which was the last room in the main hallway. Then, you had to turn left, where there was a choice of two wings- grades 4-5 in one wing and 6th grade in the other.
The timing would work out perfectly for me, as I was to pick my mother up at the airport at about 5:30 PM. That is...in theory. My mom[Flo] had a history of crummy air port experiences involving cancelled flights, delays, having to literally run to a gate because of a flight change, etc. She had been known to voice her, "You know...I'm too old for this sh**!"
So, after the kids had been dismissed, and as I am walking to the meeting, there was an announcement that I was to report to the office because I had a phone call. It was my brother relating the latest saga of all that had gone wrong with Flo's flight[again!!], and the new info so that I could revise the 'airport run'. This conversation, while absolutely unavoidable and necessary, took about 5-10 minutes and I'm supposed to be in a meeting in the library...with everyone else in the building. So, as I left the office, I began to run down the hallway to enter the last room on the right which, by the way, was half- glass from about waist high upward to the ceiling. And as if watching myself in slow motion, the top half of my body got running faster than the bottom half of my body and I sailed right past the library door on my knees!! As I sailed quickly toward that concrete wall[ a definite stopping point],I could hear heads turning and gasps of,"Oh my God!".
"What's ?...Who?...Are you alright?"
Imagine ,for a moment, how I probably felt. Sail by that library door on your knees in front of the entire faculty and a guest speaker!!
The only good thing about it was that it happened so fast that some people were totally unaware before it was already over and thus didn't get to see the visual image!!
Well, is it funny in hindsight?...Have I looked back upon it and laughed at it?
Oh yes! Of course! If you can't laugh at yourself, then you've got your knickers in too tight a knot!!
Ever happen to you?
And then there is the laughter when something in real life occurs and everyone begins to laugh and you say to the person, "We're not laughing AT you, we're laughing WITH you...you just haven't started yet! Especially true when it is you yourself that causes the mirth and merriment. Things are often funnier in hindsight, as evidenced by the statement, "Someday, you will look back at this and laugh!"
So, here's one of those stories, from real life...my life...and quite embarrassing at the time!
There was an afterschool faculty meeting where the staff was being instructed in how to be more effective at 'test writing'. It was held in the school library which was the last room in the main hallway. Then, you had to turn left, where there was a choice of two wings- grades 4-5 in one wing and 6th grade in the other.
The timing would work out perfectly for me, as I was to pick my mother up at the airport at about 5:30 PM. That is...in theory. My mom[Flo] had a history of crummy air port experiences involving cancelled flights, delays, having to literally run to a gate because of a flight change, etc. She had been known to voice her, "You know...I'm too old for this sh**!"
So, after the kids had been dismissed, and as I am walking to the meeting, there was an announcement that I was to report to the office because I had a phone call. It was my brother relating the latest saga of all that had gone wrong with Flo's flight[again!!], and the new info so that I could revise the 'airport run'. This conversation, while absolutely unavoidable and necessary, took about 5-10 minutes and I'm supposed to be in a meeting in the library...with everyone else in the building. So, as I left the office, I began to run down the hallway to enter the last room on the right which, by the way, was half- glass from about waist high upward to the ceiling. And as if watching myself in slow motion, the top half of my body got running faster than the bottom half of my body and I sailed right past the library door on my knees!! As I sailed quickly toward that concrete wall[ a definite stopping point],I could hear heads turning and gasps of,"Oh my God!".
"What's ?...Who?...Are you alright?"
Imagine ,for a moment, how I probably felt. Sail by that library door on your knees in front of the entire faculty and a guest speaker!!
The only good thing about it was that it happened so fast that some people were totally unaware before it was already over and thus didn't get to see the visual image!!
Well, is it funny in hindsight?...Have I looked back upon it and laughed at it?
Oh yes! Of course! If you can't laugh at yourself, then you've got your knickers in too tight a knot!!
Ever happen to you?


10 Comments:
We've all had things like that I expect, but some of us have blocked them out.
At least you were just on your knees and didn't face plant in a more public place (not that I know anyone who did that).
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Jo, a retired teacher, At
July 31, 2008 at 10:38 PM
Oh yea! You got the laughing out loud going on over here. And, just thinking about you sliding down the hallway on your knees, yes,here comes the can't stop laughing.
I guess it's good I didn't see that in person. You painted a perfect picture of it though. Sooo funny!
I'm trying to think of one of my funny moments now.
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dellgirl, At
July 31, 2008 at 10:45 PM
how funny, i can just see you sliding by....i'm sure it wasn't funny at the time but later...
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Great Grandma Lin, At
July 31, 2008 at 11:29 PM
Oh gosh, Mare. This is hilarious. Maybe not so much at the time and I'm glad you didn't hurt yourself but, it is funny.
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Kay, At
August 1, 2008 at 3:09 AM
I was hooked on your story from the beginning to the very end. You're a good story teller!
At the end I did smile...but only after the initial "oh no!"
I think I must have blocked out most of my embarassing moments...all except a couple pg13 ones that is.
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Peggy, At
August 1, 2008 at 10:40 AM
Oh poor Mare..that is a very funny story in retrospect..not at the time. My daughter's favorite story is about going out to dinner on a date. She had a shawl on and for some reason people were pointing at her, she thought it was the new dress. When she got home she saw that an undergarment has attached to the shawl in the back and was there for all to see....
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RamblingWoods2.com, At
August 1, 2008 at 12:58 PM
Oh yeah... had experiences like that on many occasion! It could be lack of brainwave activity... could be a well established sense of well being, but, I got hysterical on the spot each and every time! I've been known to laugh so hard I thought someone was going to have to slap me to make me stop! Tripped up some stairs and did the faceplant in front of about 300 colleagues, while carrying TWO 64 oz drinks (one in each hand)and just as the speaker was warming up the crowd. I landed with skirt up, legs all skeewampy and covered with rootbeer, undies exposed... and the man at the podium, of course, found me the perfect foil to get the room relaxed and ready for fun.
I LOVED this story! It was told so well, I saw it clearly and... sorry... laughed out loud. I
I'm completely in agreement with you! I'm fortunate to live with a very witty man who makes me laugh every day. We have four extremely witty children!! A family dinner is like having front seat tickets to the "Comedy Hour". Except we have the inclination to "keep it clean"...
"Here, hit Weeza. Aww Weeza... you know I love ya more than my luggage"... I remember the scene from Steel Magnolia's well. Good Stuff! GREAT POST!!!
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wispy willow, At
August 1, 2008 at 2:23 PM
Jo, Lin,Kay, Peggy, and Leona-glad that you got some laughter going!
Michelle-Thank you for sharing your daughter's story!
Caryn-Thanks for the laugh! It reminded me of when I was 19 and waitressing at a summer job by the beach. I had 7 ice waters on one of those little round trays...and took the wrong one off first! Oh my God! I was very lucky that the person was understanding, and lived 1 block away. She went home and changed into dry clothes and was back before her dinner arrived piping hot[NO, I didn't spill that too!}And I gave her the dinner 'on me' since I had already given her a drink 'on her'!
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Mare, At
August 1, 2008 at 4:19 PM
I guess we all have a story to tell like that! Thanks so much for visiting my blog.
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JeanMac, At
August 1, 2008 at 5:48 PM
ohmigosh that was HYSTERICAL! Such a crack-up. ;-) The visual was great, thanks!!! Kisses to gma. Hugs. Kate
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August 8, 2008 at 7:48 PM
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