Cool As a Cucumber

I realized early on in my undergrad career that I would be faced with the issue of wearing heals. I never really feared it because I thought, "After all, you're twenty-something, you can handle it." I believe it was around my birthday (in 2005) when my sister helped me pick out some pumps. Wanting to be somewhat fashionable, I got myself a pair of pointed toe heals (You know the ones I'm talking about... the pointy ones where you can't cram all your toes into).

One day to church I wore some wider leg pants. (Coach knows this story all too well). Unfortunately for me, I tripped not once, but twice that day. Fortunately, Coach was there to catch me the second time. The pant legs were just too gansta and with the pointed heel to match the pointed toe, I stomped on my pants.

When I first started working, I wore the same pants and some pumps. Yes, I tripped. I tripped so hard that I fell into the wall. (Thankfully, the wall caught me, and I wasn't sprawled out all over the floor). Fortunately for me, NO ONE was around to hear the loud thud.

Well, the day has come. Today, I wore the same pair of pants and the same pair of pumps. A co-worker and I just received an assignment. As we were walking back to our desks, I stomped on my pants again... causing me to trip. As my hands swung forward (b/c I am now very off balance) my co-worker noticed my awkward falling motion and stuck out his hand for me to grab. His response, "Whoa, I gotcha." I played it off, cool as a cucumber and continued on with my conversation.

*sigh* Why am I so clumsy and such an awkward girl? Haha. You just don't understand how hard I'm laughing at myself right now.