Awkward Alexis Edition 1

Life really is hilarious sometimes. I don’t know about you guys but I chuckle at the dumb things I do, strange things that happen to me, and awkward things I encounter, almost constantly. Makes me think that the big man upstairs does have quite the sense of humor. That or I did something really terrible years ago and the karma is still making its rounds. Who knows.  Not me.

On a daily basis I can come up with numerous occasions that I make a fool out of myself. Some of these stories that I will share may seem dumb and not noteworthy but I assure you if you were in my shoes, your face would be red with embarrassment probably permanently. Good thing it takes a lot to make me blush. Let’s begin with yesterday.

It’s the beginning of the semester and so it was my first time going to my television production class. I was super excited because I am so intrigued by the entertainment industry lately, not quite sure why. I’m guessing it’s because I feel as if my life is secretly being recording and I’ve been getting Punk’d since birth. Anyway, I was very excited to go to this class however, it was after my soccer practice and so I was napping and didn’t realize until 5:16 that my class was at 5:30 and I had no idea where the room was.

I vroom vroom beeched it over to the building and scurried to a directory map, which first of all, is kind of embarrassing in of itself because I am not a freshman. Oops. I searched feverishly for the room 1942 but all of the classrooms were in the 1500s. Good sign. It was now quite close to 5:30 and I had remembered reading on the syllabus the professor emailed us that he hated when people were late. Oops again. I finally found 1942 and the map showed that it was basically outside in it’s own little building. I didn’t really understand but hit the ground running.

I took a little jog down the hallway and was about to exit the building in defeat before I turned to my left and saw a sign with an arrow saying “TV Studio” Yesssssssssssssssssssssss. I really did want to go to the class and now I didn’t feel completely stupid. That was until I walked through the first door and discovered this wasn’t my class but in reality advisers’ offices and a weird production room. I put my head down and plowed through following the signs until I basically fell into the studio that doubled as my classroom. It was smushed full with people I didn’t know. Of course they were all staring at me because the leather arms on my letterman jacket kept whacking the expensive equipment in the room as I tried to squeeze my way into a tiny desk. I caused a scene and find that ironically appropriate that it happened on a TV set.  

When I was finally seated and kind of feeling accomplished for making it there only a few minutes late and nothing too embarrassing had happened, my professor asked me to come to the front of the room to sign in. FIRST OF ALL, why is this necessary there’s like 20 kids in the class? The lazy bum that seems to be my stunt double thought, “dude just call out our names and waste the class time for real.” When I was feeling motivated enough I got up and strolled to the front of the room like the cool kid I wish I was. Upon signing my autograph and pretending I was famous, I turned around and realized my jeans were loose and my fly was down.

Already Awkward Little Lex

In that situation there’s nothing you can do. If you try to make it look like you’re just scratching there people get all weirded out and scoot away for fear you have some disease but if you just straight up go for the fly everyone notices. I chose the latter and there were some snickers. If nothing else, I gave someone a laugh and no one will forget my name. Holla, Almost Famous, Holla. Making it one embarrassing moment at a time.

This is just one uncomfortable moment that I am using to demonstrate how weird happenings surround me. I have many more stories to tell from throughout my 19 years of existence and I can’t wait to encounter more awkward circumstances. I’ll keep ya weirdos posted so you can all live vicariously through me and maybe avoid some of the embarrassment that I experience. You’re welcome.