Thursday, June 05, 2008
So, if within the space of 5 minutes you knock over your Starbucks coffee while at an ATM, trip climbing up a stairwell in a parking garage, spend (at least) 10 seconds trying to unlock your car door with the wrong remote (experiencing momentary panic) and the fact you’ve just managed a three-in-a-row feat of clumsiness/stupidity doesn’t even register while it’s happening – what does this mean?
You’re finally getting used to being a klutz?
I think so. I’m ready to embrace both my inner and outer klutziness.
I’d like to refer to it as something else, though.
“Endearing quality” sounds good.