This all started when I left the house a couple minutes late, mainly because I have very few time management skills. Note to self: be on time.
Read this story. It will no doubt make your day.
My story goes like this…
It is pouring down rain, my bike seat is soaked. But I need to get to class, and fast, so that I do not miss my test. I figure I better just ride to school standing up and not sitting on the seat. However, my skirt manages to get wet anyways.
So I’m getting pretty close to my class, making good time, but there’s a big speed bump in the road. I do not slow down. I stay standing and zoom over the speed bump at top speed. Bad idea. Really bad idea.
My notebook comes flying out of my bike basket, opens in the middle of the road, with papers falling out. Meanwhile, I do the same thing as my notebook. My handlebars are turning and I cannot turn with them. What to do?!? My bike pulls away from me, we’re going in opposite directions. Next thing I know, I have fallen off and am standing distraught, a lone girl on a rainy street.
I look at my dear bike, askew on the ground. I look at my notebook, open in the middle of the street, papers soaking up water. I look at myself, quite disheveled, quite moist, and somewhat frazzle dazzled.
Out of fear, I do not get back on my bike. I hold on to the handlebars and try to run. It doesn’t really work. But then I make it to the bike rack. As I lock up my bike, I lock some hairs in with it. They pull out of my head and it doesn’t feel that good.
Out of fear, I do not get back on my bike. I hold on to the handlebars and try to run. It doesn’t really work. But then I make it to the bike rack. As I lock up my bike, I lock some hairs in with it. They pull out of my head and it doesn’t feel that good.
Then I notice that my back is getting wet. Great. My water bottle has opened in my bag. I am already wet enough. Everything is wet.
So I run upstairs to class, sit in a chair, and rip out a piece of paper to take the test. Fortunately I only miss the first few questions, which the teacher repeats for me.
Then he asks, “Is it still raining?“
I reply, “Yes. It’s raining.”
I am a little frazzle dazzled. Needless to say, I am grateful of course. Because this was quite funny. Aren’t you grateful this happened too? I bet all of the people that saw this event occur are grateful as well, because I’m sure I made them chuckle. I hope you’re chuckling too.
