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PROMPT May 24th Write about something awkward or embarrassing that happened in public - it can be something that happened to you, or something you witnessed happen to somebody else. How did they react? I'd really like to start this story with, "A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away..." but that would be plagiarism, right? So I'll just start this crazy story the usual way... A long time ago, when Spouse and I were newly married, we were driving home just before dusk. We took the "scenic" route, which wasn't so scenic at all. A long hot highway with a blinding glare from the sun. It paralleled the after-bay of Lake Oroville, in good old Oroville, CA. Not the prettiest, nor the richest by any means, but the lake has always been beautiful. Boating, fishing, lounging, you name it. People flock to Lake Oroville. Anyway, I had just opened my eyes from a short nap. Yes, car rides put me right to sleep. If I'm not driving then I'm sleeping. Can't help it. I've always been like that. So, I opened my eyes and glanced to the after-bay. Spouse and I both saw a flock of birds alight gracefully and elegantly into the sky. Their flight was magnificent. Framed against the setting sun it almost appeared as if shadows were dancing off the lake. Spouse said, "Look, the mallards are taking off." Now this observation could have led to some intelligent, even romantic conversation between us. Instead, my brain decided to take a trip to Stupidville, and out of my mouth came the dumbest thing I've ever said in my life. "Don't be silly, Spouse, ducks don't fly." Yes, that actually came out of my mouth. A cultured, refined, college educated woman of the 20th century. So dumb. Spouse looked at me with his mouth agape. We nearly swerved off the highway. He almost couldn't speak. He could only ask in surprise, "Are you serious? Do you really think that?" Of course I didn't think that! I don't know why my mouth said that. I don't know what my brain was thinking. Obviously there was a disconnect somewhere. I finally realized my error and tried to back-pedal. But to no avail. The stupid thing was said and Spouse would spend the next 40 years repeating it to everyone. "Don't be silly. Ducks don't fly." Well, of course they fly. In graceful, elegant formation across the after-bay of beautiful Lake Oroville. Yes, they do fly. |
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