My Long Lost Brother?

I stopped at a gas station on my drive up to Maine recently because I had forgotted to pick up a case of Corona. Well...next time I might just accept the fact that I'm a 20 year old with the memory of a 70 year old...

The guy working the gas station, after checking my ID informed me "I'm your brother!"

After glancing around, giggling awkwardly, and staring at the guy...he proceeded to tell me we had the same last name and that we must have the same parents.

I informed him I was adopted and don't know my parents....then walked out.

Awkward-Pants

I went to a sneak preview of The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants 2 with my friend the other night. Her coworker, Meredith (who I'd met before) and Julie, Meredith's sister, joined us. As we gathered in the theater, my friend introduced me to Julie. As I went to say hi and introduce myself...I said "Hi Julie...I'm Meredith...ooo...no, no that's not my name." Ehhh...first impression...first lie...not even intential...pure lie...awkward.

Then after the movie, I ran into a girl I hadn't seen in over two years. We embraced and said hello. Then I asked her if she was married...awkward again.

After saying goodbye to her and walking off with my friends, I noticed I had spilt water on my left boob and announced..."oops, water on my boob...I hope she didn't think I was prego and lactating..."...good thing I don't have an indoor voice and everyone around us heard that comment...ehh, more awkwardness.

Reviews...
Movie = Really cute & Good.
Me = Awkward.

The Dusty Files: Wood Angels

Two of my friends and I were recently looking at our to-be apartment on Dustin Road...being shown to us by our real estate agent...also named Dustin.

During the showing, we were trying to figure out if the couch we want to use would fit the measurements of the living room but we had forgotten a tape measure. In an attempt to figure the length of the couch, we started using our heights. Since our 6'1" real estate agent was the tallest...he was the obvious choice for the measurement tool.

We managed to get our real estate agent to lay down where we wanted to put the couch. As he was laying on the hardwood floor, we realized the couch was a bit longer than he was so we had him lift his arms over his head. He continued to lay on the floor with his arms stretched out over his head as he asked us "How awkward is this? Are you all set? Do you want me to do anything else?"

Well, since he offered....next, we had him drag his arms across the floor and bring them down to his side. Only after doing that did he ask why....in response, we congratulated/thanked him for doing a make-shift 'wood angel'...aka a snow angel on the wooden floor.

Then our third roommate, who was on the phone in the hallway, walked in....shocked that we had our real estate agent laying on the ground while we stood on the opposite side of the room debating what else we could make him do....