Clumsy me
If you watch Desperate Housewives, you’re probably familiair with the character Susan, she’s is a huge klutz. I’m like her mini-version, a mini klutz.
Today I had to go to the dentist and because she always manages to make my gums bleed so much it wouldn’t look bad in a horror movie, I decided to do some comfort shopping afterwards. After 4 hours of serious shopping - I really needed all that stuff
- it was time to get some food. Me and my hubby agreed on meeting at our favourite Indonesian take-away and I stopped on the pavement to cross the street. I told the woman behind me to go ahead and move along. She answered: “I would like to enter the store, but you’re standing right in front of the door”. Gosh I’m so clumsy 
A few years ago I went to a business appointment and wore jeans for the first time in quite a while (being a skirt person). The sun was shining and the appointment went well so I was walking home in a happy mood. While walking through a super crowded shopping street a guy came up to me and said: “Excuse me, can I say something to you?” I replied: “Sure!”, wondering what it would be about. He explained: “Your scarf is so long that it’s hanging between your legs and comes out at the back, it looks like you’ve got a tail” I stumbled: “Thank you for telling me
”. And all I could think about were all the people who witnessed “my tail”… That long scarf had to go!
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