… is not like the other.
I’ll admit that I had to Google it for this post, but have you ever heard of socialismineaphobia? It’s the fear of being embarrassed in front of people. I’ve got that.
I think it might be genetic. When my beautiful niece was little, we couldn’t watch America’s Funniest Home Videos with her because when people would get embarrassed or hurt she would start crying. We just can’t handle embarrassing situations – from ourselves or anyone else. I think that’s why I had trouble coming up with a blooper for today’s post. I’m sure they’ve happened, I’ve just blocked them out of my mind.
I can give you this instead.
I’ve been wearing my pump for a little over seven years now. Most of the time it is well concealed in a pocket or on my waistband covered by the edge of my shirt. Sometimes though, it sneaks out and leads to some interesting situations (that I believe have made previous appearances on the blog).
A few years ago, I was in an elevator at work during lunchtime. Breaking that awkward elevator silence, my coworker says, “Sara, I just have to ask – are you wearing a garage door opener?”
Again a few years ago, I was leaving church on Easter Sunday when an older woman I had never met before ran after me in the parking lot. “Excuse me, excuse me, is that a microphone you’re wearing?”
Okay, I’ll give it to them – maybe I can see it too!