While we travel through life, we are sometimes blessed with the opportunity to stumble across something so interesting and comedic that we are forced to share it with the rest of the world. It doesn’t have to be hilarious, or even be funny enough to make you lol* but it is funny enough to make you giggle and wish that other people were there with you when it happened, so you could share in your new private joke.
Something like that happened to me recently.
It wasn’t a life-changing event, or even something funny enough to remember for much longer…but it was pretty damn funny at the time. I promised her I wouldn’t tell this story, but the need to share this is too powerful for me to ignore any longer. Sorry, hon…but the truth must be told.
The other day, I returned home from the gym and began drinking my Gatorade with a thirst-quenching desire that only a full cardio afternoon can invoke in a person. During this electrolyte replenishment chug-a-thon, I noticed Jen walking into the room with a slight limp in her step. She smiled and asked me how the gym was, and I told her it was fine and went back to my drink. After she limped further into the room, my curiosity got the better of me and I asked her why she was walking strange. She turned to me, and with a note of drama and sadness in her voice, informed me that she had injured her back…while getting up off the couch…to get some food.
I laughed and did that thing with my drink. You know, that thing where you pretend to choke on your drink because it adds a little bit of comedic timing and scene to the situation? I did that. Then I did a double-take and looked at her and was like “you hurt your back getting up off the couch? Oh my god you are so lazy!” and had a good laugh about it.
Here I was, returning from the gym and bettering myself in an effort to be more healthy and meanwhile, my girlfriend hurts her back while groaning herself off of the comfortable couch in order to get more food to stuff into her face. I found the situation hilarious and told her so.
Lucky for me, she didn’t get mad at me laughing at her. I think it was because she knows she isn’t out of shape, or fat, or lazy…but damn if that situation didn’t reek of “fat lazy person tries to get off couch but injuries occur” that you hear about in tabloids or self-improvement videos.
It still makes me chuckle. I’m not sure how funny she’s going to find the situation, now that I’ve shared with all 6 of my readers…but hey, my public demands entertainment.
*I’ve recently heard that some people in this world actually exist with the belief that “lol” stands for “lots of love”. If you are one of these people, please do me a favor and slap yourself across the face for not fully understanding and appreciating techy-talk.