Why am I am emotional basket case lately? Like,
seriously….why? So this weekend I was looking forward to all of the rest, no
stress fun that I was going to have. I actually got to sleep in a little bit on
Saturday and even had time for a nap! YAY!! But wait…the nap came after hours
of being sick from my stupid IBS that flares up when I decide to stay up a
little later the night before and munch on junk I know I shouldn’t be eating.
So, okay…I did it to myself. Doesn’t make it any easier,
though.
Anyway, after being sick pretty much all day, crying from
being sick all day and then passing out from pure pain and exhaustion, I
readied myself for the two week planned date with my man. Dinner and a
performance at our local theatre.
DINNER…after a full day of being sick.
Unseasoned grilled fish and grits were on the menu. $4.95
for a small piece of fish that I downed in .2 seconds. Yum!
So after getting our meal 5 minutes before we planned to
leave the restaurant, we downed our food and headed to The Rylander for “The
Squirm Burpee Circus” (not to be confused with what I had been experiencing ALL
day.) I was actually really excited and things were looking up. I had held in
my dinner. YES!!
We find our seats, settle in and the show begins. We listen
to a nice introduction by an extremely adorable, cute woman who advises us there is to be no flash photography. Okay…so no FLASH
photography. I can handle that. I will just turn off the flash on my phone and
snap maybe 3-4 pictures throughout the show for the scrapbook of fun my
boyfriend and I want to create together. I slyly take out my phone and 1,2,3
SNAP (no flash)…lay back down.
The woman beside me says, “I don’t know how to turn the
flash off on my phone. Will you help me so I can take pictures, too?” I agree to assist her. However, as she grabs
her phone she notices it is turned off and says “Never mind, when I turn it
back on it will make noise. Wish I would’ve asked you sooner.”
I grin because I am so smart and I thought to turn my flash
off and leave my phone on. Go ME!!!!
After the third picture is taken, this lady…this extremely
adorable, cute lady from before appears as if from nowhere. MAD. Not just a
little upset, but MAD. With this look on her face that says to me “Rachel, you are
5 years old and just got caught marking the walls with permanent marker.” She
says to me through gritted teeth and a pointed finger. “Please put the phone
away.” As fast as she comes in, she is out.
Now an extremely levelheaded person who has not been emotional
for the past few days nor has spent the day doing her own “Sqiurm Burpee” would
have been like…pssshhh…whatever…okay…GEEZ! Me, no…not me. Me, well I pout. I
think, but what about all these other people who have been doing it? Laughter
surrounds me, people are watching the performance and clapping, boyfriend is
nudging me when something hysterical happens and all I see are the tears
filling my eyes begging not to escape and make look like an idiot.
Seriously! Why am I this upset? I am a grown woman!!
Finally,
a few tears come as the lady in the seat beside me looks at me all “I’m glad I
didn't get you to turn off my flash!” MORE tears. My loving boyfriend wraps his
arm around me and asks if I am okay. I pretend I am not crying and smile for
him because he is having such a wonderful time. All I can do is sit there and
think to myself how silly I am for being this upset. I am thinking how I am
wasting a perfect evening and money at that by feeling hurt.
After about five minutes of sulking, I come back to reality.
I wipe my tears determined to enjoy the show. And I did enjoy the show. It was
funny and a lot of fun, too. I look at my phone and see I have gotten several
good pictures that extremely adorable, cute but MAD lady can’t take away from
me. She also can’t take away the laughter or my boyfriend reaching for my hand
or the fact that I look really cute tonight despite my day.
(Side note: I just want to say that I in no way blame this
lady for my emotional incompetence, as she was just doing her job. She played a
small part in my insanity. I know we have to do as we are required. This being
said, maybe for the future she can just say NO photography allowed, instead of
no FLASH photography)
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