The One for My Co-Star

I've decided its about time for me to share the spotlight in this comedy called my life. Although, I can't quite decide if getting to share this particular spotlight is a good thing or not...since it most likely means you've had a hilarious (and most likely humiliating) experience that is about to be shared with the online world.

Well, good or bad...here goes.

I have a very dear friend who deserves a share in the credit for this blog...after all, she brought to my attention how ridiculous (and entertaining) my life can be sometimes. She's got so many wonderful qualities, but I think the thing that binds us together the most is the fact that, with all the ridicilous situations she can find herself in, she could easily be my co-star in this comedic adventure. Yes, we've had many good laughs at eachothers' expense. So, as a tribute to my comedy co-star, here is a little taste of how equally ridiculous her life can be sometimes!

My friend just recently had a lot of wonderful things happen: finishing her degree (finally!), getting a new job, etc. And with that fantastic new job comes some fun opportunities to travel.

Well, a few weeks ago, she had to go out East for some training - alone. How exciting: being independent, exploring a new city on your own, taking on new challenges with only yourself to depend on! What a chance to prove what you are made of!

And what a chance for one of those - "Gosh, I hope no one was looking" - moments.

Did you ever see "The Wedding Planner?" It was a cute movie. I'm not much of a Jennifer Lopez fan, but Matthew McConaughey is always adorable. Well, in the movie there is a scene involving Jennifer Lopez having to be rescued from the huge Dumpster rushing at her at top speed - all because of her favorite high-heel shoes.

Apparently, life really does imitate art.

Luckily for my friend, there was no high-speed dumpster. Instead, for her, it was a revolving door. Now, I'm not sure exactly how it all went down, but here's how I picture it:

She's leaving her first round of meetings - looking professional, put together and on top of the world. And then her high-heels find one of those pesky rubber mats, right in mid-rotation of the revolving door.

Then it all goes into slow motion. She looks back: The door is coming right at her...she's trying to wriggle her shoe free...she is frantically trying to decide if she should sacrifice her shoe or take the blow from the oncoming door. Just as the door swings around towards her, the shoe pops free from the grip of the rubber mat - just in time for the door to send her out into the world with a shove in the back. She brushes off her clothes, regains composure, and looks around, hoping no one was around to witness her epic shoe battle. And then off she goes, into the crowded streets...

Brings new meaning to the phrase "Don't let the door hit you on your way out," doesn't it?

Well, here's to you dear friend: Congratulations on the job, and here's hoping that we'll be able to share many more stories like these for a long time to come!