Post by Alana Teale on Apr 4, 2010 21:16:49 GMT -6
If you have any embarrassing or awkward moment that you don't mind sharing with your fellow members, then this is the place to come.
I'll start. I was at a McDonalds in Wal-Mart with Kanea and another friend of ours, who was waiting in the car for us. They had this board with four Velcro strips representing four meal parts - main course, desert, side, and drink. They had a cardboard thing with Velcro on the back that looked like various things they sold.
Well, knowing me, I just had to rearrange them to put everything on it's proper line, because it never is. *sighs* Me and my OCD-ness, and no, I'm not kidding, I really am mildly OCD. Anyway, this kid came up behind me and rearranged them. Me and my OCD-ness, I had to go and put it back.
The girl that had taken our order looked me as if I was crazy. Kanea shook her head at me, and to them, I said, "What? I'm sorry! I'm OCD!" Needless to say, the kid came up behind me again, taking two of the cardboard things back to the tab that his dad was sitting at it. It took all the willpower I had not to go and put everything back the way I thought I should. Even as we were walking back out the car, I wanted to go back in and rearrange them, but I was not about to get into an argument with some six year old over it. Of course, the friend in the car laughed at me when we told her about it. -_-
Very embarrassing for me, personally.
I'll start. I was at a McDonalds in Wal-Mart with Kanea and another friend of ours, who was waiting in the car for us. They had this board with four Velcro strips representing four meal parts - main course, desert, side, and drink. They had a cardboard thing with Velcro on the back that looked like various things they sold.
Well, knowing me, I just had to rearrange them to put everything on it's proper line, because it never is. *sighs* Me and my OCD-ness, and no, I'm not kidding, I really am mildly OCD. Anyway, this kid came up behind me and rearranged them. Me and my OCD-ness, I had to go and put it back.
The girl that had taken our order looked me as if I was crazy. Kanea shook her head at me, and to them, I said, "What? I'm sorry! I'm OCD!" Needless to say, the kid came up behind me again, taking two of the cardboard things back to the tab that his dad was sitting at it. It took all the willpower I had not to go and put everything back the way I thought I should. Even as we were walking back out the car, I wanted to go back in and rearrange them, but I was not about to get into an argument with some six year old over it. Of course, the friend in the car laughed at me when we told her about it. -_-
Very embarrassing for me, personally.