Sunday, November 7, 2010

complete and utter humiliation

Don't you hate when people ask you to tell them your most embarrassing moment, cause if it was that embarrassing, why on earth would you want to repeat it, right? Well I had a pretty embarrassing moment published in a magazine recently. Yes, a Regional sports magazine. Nice, I know. It went a little something like this...

When I arrived at practice one evening there was a reporter there, tape recorder in hand, staring straight at me. I didn't worry cause I usually can get out of these situations with a simple and clear "I don't speak ____ (insert native language here)" and bam, on to the next girl, but not this time. Conveniently my Lithuanian roommate is speaking really good (or so I thought) Spainsh, so she could translate for the reporter and I...fail. He started with the hardest question "Why Spain?", if you know me and know what I went through this summer to get here you know the answer to this question is not easy. Then the usual "Vegas to Haro (aka the city with more bars than people)?" "how have you adjusted to the team" "what do you do in your free time" and then the completely inappropriate "to the both of you (Erika and I) how do you find a guy around here when you're so tall." Inappropriate right? Firstly, what's wrong with being 1 meter and 90 centimeters (that's 6 foot 3 inches in English)? I love being tall. Secondly, señor, what makes you think I'm looking for a guy? Thirdly, please señor, don't miss construct our words. So after nervously laughing at this question Erika and I have a discussion in English of course.
me:"Um...we haven't really been out looking for guys.."
Erika: "um, everyONE here is so small, even if we were we'd have a hard time.."
me: "um, there were tall guys in Logrono",
Erika: "yeah, but they weren't really cute, were they?"
me: "they were tall...ok, just tell him, we got to met some athletic guys when we went to a handball game in Logrono, that was fun i guess"
Erika: "ok, good."
Tell me if you hear any of that in what was PUBLISHED in this magazine:
"We went to a handball game in Logrono and there were some athletic and good looking guys there, we want to go back, ja ja ja"

F A I L sir. Fail Mister Reporter man, twisting our words and publishing them in a SPORTS MAGAZINE!!! Omg. On top of this blasphemy, there are three lovely pictures along with the article, one of Erika looking bald (her words, not mine), one of me with my eyes half closed and a third of the two of us in which we're laughing, but it just looks like we both smiling really hard (as to say, run boys...and run far!) Soooo incredibility embarrassing. But I thought maybe no one will see it or care, until one of my teammates shows up to practice "Look at what I saw in the doctors office today!!!" Then five days later from my coach "Uhhh, Jenny, what did you say to the Rioja Sport man?" Complete and utter humiliation, I just hope those are the only two copies of the magazine circulating.



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