7/24/2023 0 Comments Awkward moments tumblr![]() ![]() Sometimes they’re teenagers, sometimes they’re retirees, and sometimes there’s something missing. Now, I’m not perfect, but I know the types of characters that work the register line. I grab a salsa and some taco shells…and my FREE taco seasoning packet. Awesome! In order to maximize my coupon and my taco eating experience, I quickly scurry to find the best and cheapest ortega products that I could get. And to my surprise, there was a coupon on the box! Ka-ching! The coupon said that all I needed to buy was 2 ortega products and I receive a FREE taco seasoning packet. I was looking for a quick dinner and a few other things to get us through the week without having to dine out. So, I walked into the grocery story to pick up a few items. I think we should extend that to the classroom as well. Someone always told me not to talk about sex, politics, religion, or money at the dinner table. “Actually…( insert some obscure fact that I wouldn’t dare challenge).” Sometimes I see them turn around and whisper to another student…I can only imagine what they’re saying. There is something in me that just wants to stop the class and ask them… “How’m I doin up here?” I can’t even look them in the eye because I’m scared I’m not teaching the history right. I know they’re looking at me and judging me. Let’s take Hinduism for example…I’m up in front of the class teaching the origins of Hinduism and I have a few practicing Hindus staring right back at me. Once in a while…in fact every time the class has spoken about religions…there is one or two children in the class that practice that religion. But five times a year, I have to teach impressionable children the history and origins the world’s major religions. Now, I’m not the most religious person and I’ll be the first to admit that I don’t know too much about all religions…I know just enough to get me by in a friendly conversation. There’s a time of year that I really hate and it is the time of year that I have to teach religion in class. It had frozen over, but I feel I did the right thing. On my way home, I picked up the evidence from the morning’s crime scene. The pooch did his business…I picked it up and headed out. Later in the evening, I bundled both of us up again and headed out with two bags…just in case. I tried to keep busy to keep my mind off the crime. I looked out the window all day and hoped I wouldn’t get questioned. I took a quick drive to the bagel store and everything looked calm. For all I knew, there were cops putting up police tape around the turd and interviewing other dogs in the neighborhood. I should have just grabbed a bag when I got home and cleaned up my predicament, but I didn’t want to return to the scene of the crime. I completely ignored the cars facing me at the gas station and ran half a block to my house. As the second set of lights changed…all cars cleared out…and I made a run for it. Crap!! I dialed home to explain my situation…the wife told me to run. ![]() I waited for the light to change, but just as the few cars pulled away, a new crop of cars pulled up to the red light. What should I do? Pick it up with my hands…nope. As he squatted I reached for a poop bag and just my luck…I forgot to bring one with me!! Here is my dog pooping at a stop light with cars backed up watching the owner look for a bag. We arrived at the light and the dog decided to do his business on a patch of snow. (sometimes I’ll loop the entire block, but this particular day was way too cold.) Down the street…right at the light…right at the first corner…and head back because I’m lazy. That’s how cold it was!! I walked my usual route with the dog. Upon stepping off my porch, my nose hairs froze to my boogies. …and after bundling (me and the dog) because of the arctic temperatures, I headed out the door. So…I decided to walk the dog this morning…
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