Alright…you talked me into it. I’ll tell you about what I did on the York College choir tour bus…but only because I can hide behind my computer.
(You should all know that my heart is beating rapidly right now as if I’m having a panic attack. I HOPE you enjoy this and appreciate the courage it is taking to tell this story…)
<deep breath>
Okay…so it’s my sophmore year in college, and we are on our Christmas break choir tour, in which we travelled for about ten days on an old (and loud) bus…stopping every night to sing for different churches around the country.
There are around 50 to 60 college kids on the bus…and I’m sitting with my friend Mary pretty close to the middle of the bus. We are just sitting there yacking and playing cards and doing whatever to pass the time.
(Did I mention that the bus was loud? It was loud…I mean the bus itself…plus all the 50-60 voices on the bus…)
About six rows behind me sits this really ornery guy named Donny. And instead of playing cards to pass his time, Donny decides to be the funny guy…
So Donny calls out to no one in particular… “Hey, what’s the name of that one restaraunt? The one with the great burgers? Rudd…what?”
(Notice that he switched the letters around in the word…just setting someone up…)
(Because if you don’t say it right…Fuddruckers…it comes out Rudd—–)
(See why it was so hard for me to tell you this?!?)
Okay, so I heard him asking…and SO didn’t get that he was joking. I was just trying to be nice and help out the poor guy who was simply trying to think of the name of a burger joint.
So, I stand up at my seat, turn around and holler, “F—–s!!”
Now, keep in mind too…no one else really heard Donny ask the question in the first place. All they knew was that seemingly out of NOWHERE…sweet little Laura stands up on the bus and drops the F bomb. Out of nowhere.
Right as it’s coming out of my mouth…of course I realize what I’m doing!!! But it was too late to do anything about it then, wasn’t it?
And so I flop back down in my seat and put my head down in my lap…trying to decide whether to laugh…cry…or throw up…
The whole bus…of course…is getting over their shock…and dying with laughter…for like the next 50 miles of road time…
And I’m sitting there trying to remember how to breathe correctly (kinda like I’m doing now).
And Donny (bless his stinkin’ little heart) appologizes to me a hundred times…cause he was just being silly…and didn’t think ANYONE would fall for it…
I’ve never lived it down…and probably never will…
And now you know too.
Okay, I’m going to go do some breathing exercises in an attempt to calm myself down after just sharing with you the most embarrassing thing that has ever happened to me.
You go ahead and laugh…
(Shucks…I’ll admit…it IS really funny.)
I’m not sure my burning down the barn story or my shoplifting story will top this one…but I do hope that after learning this dark secret you’ll still come back for more…
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