Why
would I want to share embarrassing moments with my kids or anyone? I guess it
is an opportunity to connect with peeps that have experienced similar moments, and allow
ourselves to have a collective laugh and feel like a member of a team.
Today, I got on a TTC bus and my
Presto card got declined. I tried a couple of times with the same result. The
driver wanted to know if I could perhaps pay with cash. I usually never have
cash on me. I didn't even bother to check. I
immediately asked him if I could use a credit card. (What the?!) With a sigh of exasperation, the man told me that I
could have a free ride and I should reload my card. Although I had a mask on
and there were less than half a dozen commuters on the bus, I felt like all
eyes were on me and judging me for fare evasion. The driver could have asked me
to get off, but he didn't. He was kind. I must focus on that!
Over the weekend, I was at Costco
after many moons. Being there reminded me of a super embarrassing moment I had
at one of their stores. This happened 3 or more years ago. Between G and me, we
didn't have a Costco card. Since our trips were usually for school events and
only occurred twice a year, I decided to borrow Craigley's card. G and Craigley
are from different racial and cultural backgrounds and have nothing in common
except perhaps for their receding hairlines. For some reason, I was confident
that that should be enough! It worked
the first time and the second time, the cashier gently pointed out to me that I
must not be using someone else's card. It was an excruciatingly embarrassing
moment. I immediately fixed it by gifting G a Costco card. I had to atone for my sin!
The final one I wish to share is the very
first embarrassing moment that occurred in Canada almost immediately after I
landed in 1992. High school was interesting. First of all, I started in October
and had a lot to catch up on with my 3 Grade 13 (OAC) courses. Writer's Craft
was the most fun. The teacher scheduled 2 movie outings. For the first one,
some students were taking the public transit and some were driving themselves. Don’t
know how, I ended up with 3 boys in their car. I somehow got separated from the
group walking to the bus stop as I wasn't aware of the dual modes of transport.
The 3 boys did not know what to do and then, they kindly allowed me to
accompany them. If they had asked me to
leave, I would have missed the bus for sure. The movie we watched was
"The Crying Game". That day, the entire class was sympathetic to me
for many reasons. They felt that it was too shocking of a movie for a newcomer
to Canada to watch. A few weeks later, we watched "Aladdin" and some of
my classmates remarked that it was great that they got a chance to redeem
themselves by taking me to a Canadian movie!
Now when I look back on it all, the most embarrassing bit was about Aladdin
being passed off as a Canadian movie!
Those are the three I chose to share here. I am sure the boys, my family, my friends and Craigley can add to the list when they get here sometime in the future. If anyone wonders why I wrote this post, it is really to draw attention to the kindness of people in each of the situations.
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