Friday, November 20, 2009

A Potentially Amusing Anecdote

I found out today that more people actually read my blog than I thought, so I have to start updating more regularly... which means that I have to start having interesting things to say more regularly. Hmm.

L'anyhoodle, today I remembered an episode from my middle school years that, quite frankly, I am shocked at myself for forgetting, especially since it made me laugh out loud when it suddenly sprang back to my memory after all these years:
So, it seems that in my 6th or 7th grade math class there was a particularly grating youth that I often engaged in battles of wits with (though he was ill equipped.) He sat behind me and frequently put his feet on the back of my desk (something that wouldn't bother me if he didn't MOVE HIS FEET constantly and shake my desk.) I was a quiet thing in those days, and I had asked him kindly a couple times to stop, but not very often, because I was not inclined to speak very much. So one day I decided to teach him a lesson: making sure he wasn't watching, i stealthily leaned over and tied his shoelaces to the back leg of my desk (double-knotted just to be sure) and waited. When the bell rang, he went to heave himself out of his desk but, unaware that his feet weren't about to move, performed a spectacular fall, dragging my desk at least a foot across the floor as he lunged. After a moment of bewilderment, he realized that he was stuck and became very upset. "TEACHER! She tied my laces to the chair!" he nearly shrieked, face a brilliant shade of red. The teacher, already doubled over in fits of laughter, managed to gasp out an inquiry as to why I had done such a thing. I responded in my quiet, sensible tone "He wouldn't get his feet off my chair." The teacher nodded in approval and turned back to the kid, who was now furiously demanding that I be punished. Teacher raised his eyebrows and told the kid it served him right, then gestured that I should run along, and went back to his activities, leaving the kid to struggle with his tightly knotted shoes, still red-faced and irate at being bested by a girl. I felt a strange twitch in the corner of my mouth as it twisted up into what would eventually become my characteristic smirk, and I walked away, feeling quite smug. I think that, to this day, that was the most satisfying thing that I have ever gotten away with, and I'm quite sure that it set a course for the rest of my life. I'm still furious at myself for forgetting about such a monumental day in my life; my crowning moment of awesome, marking the start of the development of my current wry, smirking demeanor and sense of grim humor that is so crucial to my being. In the very least, I'm pleased to know that I was so twisted even in my late larval stage; it gives me hope for the future.

5 comments:

Mrs. Darcy said...

XD I love this so much! It still makes me giggle! :D and you're so good with words, Erin! <3

Beth said...

AUGH! :D You are awesome. I wish I was cool..

Steph said...

well Erin, I am very curious to know who this boy was....?

Blaine and Julia said...

Grandpa says,"Bravo!" (In our Primary class he ties kids'shoelaces to their chairs.)

The amazing, Erin! said...

Haha! That sounds like Grandpa! Perhaps that's where I get it from!