You know an embarrassing moment has gone too far when you can't think of one person in the world you'd want to tell about it.
Embarrassing moments usually agree with me. A few moments of slight discomfort for years worth of stories agree with me. For the first time I am in disagreement with an embarrassing moment. It's not agreeing with me now, and it's not going to agree with me later, tomorrow, 10 years from now, it's just not going to agree with me, and I don't like that, because this is probably the most ridiculous embarrassing thing that's ever happened to me, meaning it would make a great story, meaning my dignity can handle a lot, and now it has been castrated. Or something of the like.
Now that I've worked it up like this, now would be the perfect climactic moment to tell this embarrassing moment story.
And see, that's exactly why this embarrassing moment doesn't agree with me. Because now it's worked up, rightly so, and I will just never be able to say it. Because I have finally been outdone by embarrassment.
AND BECAUSE OF MY CASTRATED DIGNITY!
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