Raise your hand if you have never had an awkward moment in your life! Come on now, be honest! No one? Well, thank goodness I am not the only one! My life has been chock-full of those moments that have either embarrassed me, shamed me, or totally humiliated me. I usually respond by wanting to run for the hills, hide under the covers with a gallon or two of ice cream, or curl up in a ball in a corner and just cry. Can you relate? What I have learned is that if you can’t laugh at yourself, then you can never have victory over those moments. Don’t let them define you. Let’s face it … we can’t avoid them because they are part of life.
Awkwardness is defined as “an emotional state of intense discomfort with oneself”. This could be a situation that you contribute to directly, or one that you accidentally find yourself in. Regardless of the circumstances, know that you are not alone. I have an awkward moment that I would like to share, but I also asked some of my co-workers to share a story as well. Here are our stories …
In February 1992 I was six months pregnant with our youngest child. At that time I was a part of a women’s social and service sorority (not associated with a college). I was the chairperson for a Valentine Ball where many were in attendance. Minutes before I was to approach the podium to begin speaking I realized that I needed to check on some last minute details. I got up from my seat and began to walk across the floor. As I stepped from the carpet onto the wood floor the heel of my shoe slid ahead of me. I remember thinking that this could be really bad if I actually slipped and fell down. No one wants to see this pregnant woman hit the ground today! So, I made some incredible maneuver and was able to keep myself upright. In hopes that no one had seen me, I simply kept walking. All of the sudden I hear someone begin to clap. At the same time, I had a couple of sorority sisters come to my side to make sure I was ok. I brushed it off, but my red face told the world just how horrified I was. I took care of the task at hand, and then gingerly walked to the microphone and began speaking as if nothing had happened.
Many years ago, when I was 16 and ready to go to work for a business, I knew that I wanted to work at our local toy store. Both of my grandma’s worked there during the day, and I had heard many interesting and fun stories from them. So they, along with my parents, repeatedly encouraged me to apply for an evening and weekend’s position that had recently become available. I was so nervous and scared – this was my very first job application and interview!
I researched and asked others what to do. Then the day came for me to go in and apply for the job and be interviewed. My stomach was all butterflies, my hands sweaty, my mouth was dry. I was directed to where the owner was working. He was a gruff burly older man who rarely smiled. His co-owner wife was super sweet and laughed a lot. I wished she was my contact person and not him!
So with fear and trepidation, I approached the owner. He glanced at me and asked, “what are you doing here?” I barely squeaked out, “I’m here to apply for the job”. He looked back at me again and said, “I already told them (his wife and manager) that you have the job. Look at the schedule. You are on there for training next week.”
I had no idea what to do or how to respond. I numbly looked at the schedule and slowly walked out of the store. I expected someone to stop and tell me to go back for an actual interview. It took me a long time to relax and comprehend that I had got the job!
When I was about 11 years old we went swimming at a family friend’s home. I had been swimming for hours and wanted a cookie so I opened the sliding glass door and went inside. I had heard someone else come in some time after me and didn’t think anything about it. I turned to go back outside through what looked like an open door way. NOPE. I slammed right into the glass door. Crushed my cookie into lots of pieces & was so embarrassed I wanted to hide. Only thing I hurt on myself was my pride.
The takeaway for me is this … it is important to find the ability to laugh at yourself and see the humor in all of life’s awkward moments. Just have fun!
Hi, I’m Lisa. As a Web Merchandiser for Mardel, I write on Education, Jewelry, and Apparel for our web site. I write from the heart of being a wife, mother, grandmother, friend, and Women’s Ministry Coordinator at my church. More than anything else, I love the Lord.