maintaining my cool composed facade...
funny story of the day... okay this actually happened yesterday...but its still fairly interesting to note.
yesterday b\c it was kind of rainy, i took my umbrella w\ me to, you know, keep me dry. after i got off the metro and began my walk to the building, i noticed it was really pretty windy. it seems the tall buildings create these immense wind tunnels that barrage you when you are at intersections. the wind was quite strong and i suddenly felt that my umbrella was pulling in the direction it was blowing. before i could shift the angle and pull it down, a massive gust erupted. my umbrella blew itself inside-out. it was like a scene out of a charlie chaplin or buster keaton silent film. i have only seen this happen in movies and badly cliche slapstick comedies, but here i was at 7th and Mass Ave w\ my umbrella destroyed.
in this case you cant really just pull it back again. but that would have been nice considering the wind was still pulling it and by the fact that many people were looking at me. it was more frustrating than embarrassing, but the scale was exponentially higher than just your normal embarrasment. couple that w\ the fact that i saw 2-3 NPR types walk by and make dreaded eye contact w\ me, as they suddenly saw through my mysterious facade of cool. they called my bluff. normally i would have just ditched it in a trashcan, but naturally the umbrella in its current and permanent open state doesnt quite fit in the DC liter-proof small diameter cans. i went about sitting in front of the npr building literally breaking the umbrella's many arms until it would collapse enough to fit in trash can. meanwhile i am now a spot wet. finally i shoved it in the trash can, looked around to see if anyone was witnessing it and walked inside pretending none of this affected me. i then went to my desk and stared blankly for a good 20minutes.
i think i need a new umbrella.
yesterday b\c it was kind of rainy, i took my umbrella w\ me to, you know, keep me dry. after i got off the metro and began my walk to the building, i noticed it was really pretty windy. it seems the tall buildings create these immense wind tunnels that barrage you when you are at intersections. the wind was quite strong and i suddenly felt that my umbrella was pulling in the direction it was blowing. before i could shift the angle and pull it down, a massive gust erupted. my umbrella blew itself inside-out. it was like a scene out of a charlie chaplin or buster keaton silent film. i have only seen this happen in movies and badly cliche slapstick comedies, but here i was at 7th and Mass Ave w\ my umbrella destroyed.
in this case you cant really just pull it back again. but that would have been nice considering the wind was still pulling it and by the fact that many people were looking at me. it was more frustrating than embarrassing, but the scale was exponentially higher than just your normal embarrasment. couple that w\ the fact that i saw 2-3 NPR types walk by and make dreaded eye contact w\ me, as they suddenly saw through my mysterious facade of cool. they called my bluff. normally i would have just ditched it in a trashcan, but naturally the umbrella in its current and permanent open state doesnt quite fit in the DC liter-proof small diameter cans. i went about sitting in front of the npr building literally breaking the umbrella's many arms until it would collapse enough to fit in trash can. meanwhile i am now a spot wet. finally i shoved it in the trash can, looked around to see if anyone was witnessing it and walked inside pretending none of this affected me. i then went to my desk and stared blankly for a good 20minutes.
i think i need a new umbrella.
posted by MikeKatzif at 6:59 AM
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