Monday, February 7, 2011

Pride goeth before the fall...

Last Thursday I went to Fleet Feet to sign up for my 12 weeks of running/5K lessons. Lucy was with me and I was trying to act relatively competent and somewhat athletic with the 20-something kid who was helping me. Somewhere in our conversation I slipped in that I had walked two half marathons and a 5K and walked lots, blah blah blah, just so I didn't look like a 60 year old kinda overweight marathon wannabe (oh wait ....).

So I was looking at running shoes and the kid was helping me. I took off my jacket so I could walk on the treadmill, he could check my foot placement and make the best recommendations. Nothing unusual there -- standard practice.

I was seated, bending over to tie the shoes the kid was recommending. Lucy was sitting on the bench next to me and she said,

"Gwanma, I wike youh undewpants." Very clearly.

It gave me pause for a second. The kid chuckled and said, "they really will say anything, won't they?"

Not sure how you keep (or retrieve) your dignity after a comment like that.

1 comment:

Employee No. 3699 said...

At least she didn't call them Grannie Panties!