2012 is... Bloopers

Some movies have a bloopers section during the credits or as an extra on the DVD. I feel like my life should have one as well because sometimes I am clumsy beyond believe. The bad thing is that I got so used to it that I don't even feel the slightest bit of embarrassment anymore. It's like I'm the dorky character in a bad comedy. I will share some recent examples with you to give you an idea of what I mean.

- I knock thing over quite frequently. When that happens in my own or a friends house it's okay. But last Tuesday it happened when I was at an assessment morning for a job. We just heard our task and I pulled the big sheet they gave us towards me to write down the answers. Unfortunately there was a cup of water in the way (who puts that there?!), which of course got knocked over and spilled over the paper sheet, and not to mention most of the table. Because we had a time limit for the task I was asked to stay where I was and someone else had to go and get tissues. There were definitely some jokes about that later in the assessment. But I guess the good thing is that they surely won't forget me. If someone asks, this was my tactic to stand out. 

- In last weeks dance show I had to dance with a book in my hand. It was a miracle that I had never dropped it while I was dancing. Unfortunately I was too busy pretending to die (it was a cruel, cruel dance) to keep the book close to me and when I was back in the wings I discovered that I no longer had it. There it was, too far on stage to grab it in a way that the audience wouldn't see it. This not only meant that I was to spend the last bit of the dance pretending to read a non existing book, but one of the other dancers also almost fell because of stepping on the book. Good thing people did not know it was mine. Whenever the topic came up I just distracted them by mentioning the guy that last his tap (the iron heel bit) on stage. Let's be honest, losing a tap is much more funny than losing a book, right?

- This week I was on the backstage crew for the musical of one of the societies. They did "Our house" and had a set with many walls and doors. The scene changes were so crazy and complicated that we did only make it through the first act by the time we had to leave the union (at 2am) of the day of the dress rehearsal. This means most of us had never seen the second act by the time of the first performance. We had a quick practice of a scene were I would turn around a door and then stick a piece of canvas between two doors to cover the gap between them. This all seemed fine at that moment. But in the actual show the lights went on a lot quicker. As a result I was still standing behind those two doors. In the middle of the stage. During the scene. For the people who know the story of the show, this was the place where Good Joe changed to Bad Joe and back. Because the changing time was so short he has someone to dress home. So it was me and those two guys behind just two doors on the middle of the stage. It was the absolute embodiment of 'being in somebodies way', although I rather like to see it as my stage debut in that society. 

Well, enough embarrassing moments for now. I'm sure more will follow. I'd be surprised if that didn't happen.

XOXO

During one of the scenes of Our House