Laughing at Oneself

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Sometimes you have to laugh when the joke is on you. In fact, maybe it is the most important time to laugh.  Maybe.  This is what I was thinking when the universe played a joke on me Wednesday evening.

You should probably note that by awarding Today’s Perfect Moment to a mischievous moment wasn’t an easy choice. It had to be done.  I accept this as truth.

When we left work, my girlfriend and I walked side by side separately, though no less desperately, clutching our umbrellas. Hers was one of the gifts I gave her on her birthday–yes Mr. Romantic that’s me–I bought it at the art store on the ground floor of the building I work in.  It was compact, durable, and an unfathomably bright shade of pink.

As we walked towards the subway station, the rain stayed the same, but the wind picked up appreciably. When we got close to the station, suddenly, her umbrella turned itself upside down and swiped its wet nylon skin across my cheek.  If you are wondering whether I was shocked or not, the answer is no.  It is only water, and considering I bought the umbrella for her, I am somewhat responsible for getting wet.  Had I bought her something else….

Laughing at oneself is hard, but is necessary.

About Anthony

I am: equal parts rebel, romantic and shockingly average Joe. a writer trapped inside of an ESL teacher's body. an introverted attention seeker. a teacher who hopes one day to be called "Captain, my Captain." an intellectual who can do some very dumb things. a person whose Japan experience, despite being so long ago, still exerts a strong influence upon him. a lover of books, music, beer, hockey and Pizza.
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1 Response to Laughing at Oneself

  1. Alien Resort says:

    A nice pretty poncho might make up for it.

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