I’m back from Chicago. It is so good to be home. The only thing I did with my free time in Chicago was drink with my colleague, Luke. We drank in the bar located on the first floor of the office building on Tuesday after work. Then last night we took a cab to Midway airport and it was there that I embarrassed myself beyond measure! We went to one of the many airport bars and ordered a beer. It was a nice way to pass the time waiting for our individual flights. As most women do, I sat in the chair with my legs crossed. After our first round of drinks were finished I said I would go and buy the second round. I stood up and the leg that I had crossed over the other leg while sitting- CRUMBLED! I just sank to the ground!!! You should have seen Luke’s face….You should have seen the look on the neighbors’ faces! It was a mixture of disgust, pity, and amusement. I got up and said: “My leg gave out, I think it was asleep and numb and it just gave out!” Luke, as any gentleman would, said: I can get the beer!
“No no no, I am not drunk, I am perfectly fine, my leg just gave out, let me do it, I must prove that I am ok!” With that I limped over to the bar and bought two Heineken. That 30 feet to the bar and back was the longest walk ever- I felt everyone’s eyes on me. Despite all, I made it back to the table without falling.
Now I can’t stop thinking about it and feeling so embarrassed! Falling over in front of a colleague! How perfectly unacceptable! Please know that I have never done anything like that before- my center of gravity NEVER exceeds my base! Well, that is until last night.