So today, when I realized a lady behind me just wanted to get to her house without me attacking her, I turned around, grin wide and said Hi.... then walked faster and kept my lips shut till I reached my door... sorry lady...
"Life my friends is ordinary crap/ pineapple slices on tutu-wearing toothpicks." ~ Dean Young
22 November 2010
Singing with Myself... oh oh ohoh...
So I frequently sing while walking down the street with my iPod in. I try to be conscious of doing it and I try, really, I do, to be respectful to those around me, but sometimes I'm in a groove and people sneak up behind me while I'm mouthing the lyrics to Bust a Move (Girls are fakin', goodness sakin', they want a man who brings home the bacon...) and then step on a twig or kick a trashcan or SOMETHING, ANYTHING to make me realize I'm in the presence of another human who thinks I'm just mumbling to myself and actually cannot hear the music going through my headphones. It's particularly embarrassing when it's anything from the Glee soundtrack since they BELT out everything.
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