First of all, this will NOT be a spiritual post. However, it was requested by a few that I blog about it, so here you go. I hope it makes you all smile, even if at my expense.
On Wednesday afternoon my Mom and I packed my 3 youngest children up in the car and headed down to City Hall to handle some business.
It was hectic, confusing, and HOT in the building. The elevators were small, just barely fitting my huge bus of a double stroller.
On my, oh, 348th ride on the elevator, I hit a snag:
The doors opened. The girl and guy inside the elevator slowly ease their way out. We’re talking snail speed. It was fine, I wasn’t in a hurry. But they looked at me like I was a greeter who was supposed to tell them which direction to go. You know, because the city hires women and let’s them bring 3 children under 3 to work with them… 😉
Finally, they were out of the way and I started to back into the elevator, and that’s when it happened:
I felt the door closing on my shoulder! It wasn’t stopping, it just kept going, so I moved forward… but not enough.
My left butt cheek was STUCK in the door and about 10-12 people were just standing there, looking at me like “What a moron”. Can’t say I blame them… But I literally had to PULL my rear end OUT of the door. I flashed images of the elevator moving and ripping my butt off. (I have an imagination, obviously.)
I’ve been sitting a little oddly since, but have been okay otherwise.
Oh, and I was there to get a zoning permit for the business license to start the online store we are about to launch on this site. Talk about being professional! Thank goodness that I quickly hit the “down” button right after and the doors opened right back up about 10 seconds later.
Talk about embarrassing!
No really, talk about embarrassing… What’s happened to you? Let’s all laugh at ourselves and just how silly we can be…