Simply Pec-tastic.

Okay, so this story is too much too handle. Seriously. Look at the title. Pec-tastic? Dear Lord Baby Jesus...

Okay, so I am on campus the other day walking from work to my class in a building that is about a seven minute walk.  I am wearing pants and if you know anything about Oklahoma lately, the state is on fire all the time and the daily temperature high hasn't been below 100 degrees in.. well, almost forever. SO pants, heat, long walks, and Kiyana do not mix well.

So, next thing I walk into the building, turn a sharp corner and hit a pec. You are probaly thinking, "What? She hit a pec?" and I would say, "Yes. a PEC. Like, on a man." 

Embarassing enough? HARDLY!

Next thing I do is look up. This happens to be a guy in my scholarship program at school. awkwardawkwardawkward.  He asks me when our next meeting is, and pull out my phone to look at the calender. I look at it and realize it was on the sixth... but the sixth is a Saturday? Then, the man with the pecs says, "I think your phone is set in 1972."



Of course, it is.  God bless.

I laugh, so hard. What else can I do after I violated the mans space and looked like I wanted to live in 1972? I just start apologizing because again, what do you do?

He just looks at me and I start to walk off to class and then turn, apologize one last time and he makes a comment that I seem frazzled.

......

Of course the normal response would be to say, "Oh yeah, I am just tired." and go about your way but could I do that?


I hope you are finding humor in these jokes today.


Of course not. I reply with "Yeah, I am pretty much like this all the time."  Which is definitely true, but at tghe same time I don't think you are supposed to want boys to know that.

What can you do?

We'll see, I guess!
AWKWARD.