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Friday, August 29, 2008

Great Moment in History #2: What goes around comes around . . .


One of my companions in the mission field demolished a big wooden chair underneath her as she plopped down in it with her third plateful of pancakes one morning. Unfortunately for her this happened just as a couple of people arrived on our porch and looked through the large living room window before knocking on the door. I could not stop laughing.

A few years later, I was on the second row of a very quiet and very popular institute class FULL of guys, a few girls, my friends, and a “larger” version of me. I was sitting peacefully listening to the lesson when all of a sudden a loud crash broke the silence as me and my girth fell to the ground, crushing the chair below us. This, as you can imagine, caused quite a stir in the class. The teacher kindly checked to see if I was alright and asked someone to get me another chair. I climbed up from the floor, red-faced, into a chair close by. Alas, a few minutes later, I fell to the ground again having crushed the second poor chair beneath me. Yep – two chairs in one night.

I refused the offer for another victim and heroically sat on the floor the rest of the class. I could not bear the thought of breaking a 3rd chair. Two was so beyond humiliating.

A few days later I was telling of my shame to one of my friends who was a counselor in the bishopric of the ward where the institute class was held. He got a funny look on his face and asked which room the class was in. I told him. He asked if there were any chairs off to the side. I said nope, all the chairs were set up because the class was full – basically every seat taken – especially after I crushed two of them. He told me that a few days before the institute class, they had folded up two chairs and put them to the side because they were broken and had collapsed.

How lucky that we (me and my girth) found those two little honeys to sit in with a class full of boys looking on.

Sure hope they tell their kids and their kids’ kids for generations to come the story of the girl who broke two chairs. I'll be a legend.

4 comments:

Leslie said...

Oh my goodness! What a story - I can't believe they didn't just take the faulty chairs out of the room!!!

Sher said...

No way - that is hilarous! Of all the luck, picking the only two broken chairs and then getting a complex. Too funny!!

Anonymous said...

Can you say sabotage? Someone had it out for you and that's dang funny. I'm not going to lie i probably would have laughed hysterically. Not a shock i know but true.

raybee... said...

Oh, thanks a lot, Chasy. Bet you don't even know where the keychain is do you? Hmph. (I would have laughed too!!)