So throughout this week I seem to have been in a series of awkward situations. I will split them up into three stories...
Story 1 - Canteen
Let me first say that these events are in the order which they happened in. So without further ado, here is the first story:
It was a school day, Tuesday and I was in the most boring Chemistry lesson doing coursework. Anyway, after the lesson I washed my hands (after dealing with Sodium Thiosulfate and HCl it was sensible to do so) and went downstairs to the canteen. I sat in there for about five minutes checking my Twitter feed and I looked up at the time, wondering why nobody was in the canteen with me. At that point I realised that it was not in fact lunch time but time for my fourth lesson. Yes, I had been wanting to eat lunch an hour early.
Sweating and red-faced I ran back upstairs and hurried into my Biology lesson. The teacher took no notice and I was lucky I din't get into any trouble. I missed none of the lesson to my relief, because it was just coursework writing anyway and we hadn't started yet. So that was story one.
It was a school day, Tuesday and I was in the most boring Chemistry lesson doing coursework. Anyway, after the lesson I washed my hands (after dealing with Sodium Thiosulfate and HCl it was sensible to do so) and went downstairs to the canteen. I sat in there for about five minutes checking my Twitter feed and I looked up at the time, wondering why nobody was in the canteen with me. At that point I realised that it was not in fact lunch time but time for my fourth lesson. Yes, I had been wanting to eat lunch an hour early.
Sweating and red-faced I ran back upstairs and hurried into my Biology lesson. The teacher took no notice and I was lucky I din't get into any trouble. I missed none of the lesson to my relief, because it was just coursework writing anyway and we hadn't started yet. So that was story one.
Story 2 - SportsDirect
On the same day as the canteen incident I went to SportsDirect with my mum to get some tracksuit for PE. I picked out a pair of Pumas (not best but I go into shops to buy something I need, not peruse the many items they have on sale to find the better one) and my mum suggested try them on. No big deal, there were fitting rooms. My mum left the area and went browsing by herself. No awkwardness there. The bit which was awkward was that the door on the fitting room was about 3 foot long. That is only enough to cover half of my body. It was in the center so other people in the store were able to see my legs and upper body. Luckily I managed to slip in and out of the tracksuit so smoothly that my dignity stayed intact. Thank f*** for that.
Story 3 - Bus ride
This event happened today so is still fresh in my memory. It is not as bad as the others, but is still worth a blog post.
On the bus I went upstairs to find a seat to see that there were no double seats. As you may know, London buses consist of rows of seats, four in a row split down the middle by the aisle making two seats next to each window. There were two single seats occupied by a neighbour. I sat down at the nearest one because you cannot turn around and walk back downstairs. Oh no. That would be worse than just standing on the top deck.
So I sat down and about 10 seconds into the ride I notice that the man sitting next to me has some earphones in. He was a black man, tall (I'd say about 6' 4") and was huge. He also had his right hand on my seat which meant I could not sit fully on it. I then noticed he was not singing or humming a tune but must have had some sort of disorder because when the bus went over a bump, he burst out laughing and he was not talking to somebody on the phone because he had an MP3 in his ear, not a mobile. There you go. 3 awkward moments.
On the bus I went upstairs to find a seat to see that there were no double seats. As you may know, London buses consist of rows of seats, four in a row split down the middle by the aisle making two seats next to each window. There were two single seats occupied by a neighbour. I sat down at the nearest one because you cannot turn around and walk back downstairs. Oh no. That would be worse than just standing on the top deck.
So I sat down and about 10 seconds into the ride I notice that the man sitting next to me has some earphones in. He was a black man, tall (I'd say about 6' 4") and was huge. He also had his right hand on my seat which meant I could not sit fully on it. I then noticed he was not singing or humming a tune but must have had some sort of disorder because when the bus went over a bump, he burst out laughing and he was not talking to somebody on the phone because he had an MP3 in his ear, not a mobile. There you go. 3 awkward moments.