Friday, September 26, 2008

Pedometer

Yesterday evening, I trekked over to the seminary to join the other seminary wives for Mrs. in Ministry. I enjoy this Bible Study so much; meeting with other ladies who are in our situation (broke and in school) and having the opportunity to encourage one another, pray, laugh, and sing together. I arrived a few minutes late (had to take movies back to the library on the way) and slid in to join the group for singing. I was seated close to the back door and settled in for the speaker, who's husband was on staff at the seminary, as she talked about hospitality. Suddenly, there was a low beep-beep beep-beep sound. I was glad I remembered to turn off my phone and ignored it. Then the other women around me start looking around, trying to find the beeping. Is it me? It can't be me! I pick up my enormous purse and put it up to my ear (yeah, looking crazy is always your best bet), just to see if it WAS me. Sure enough, inside my purse was the culprit. I slipped out the back door to find the annoying thing and remembered that I had been given a pedometer at school by the P.E. teacher, who had had some extras. Let me just say, I hate digital pieces like watches and pedometers because I can never figure what buttons to push to make it do what I want. However, the pedometer the P.E. teacher gave me was brand new AND included instructions. I piddled with it for about 10 minutes in class, got frustrated because the instructions were NOT GOOD, and put it in my purse to let my dear husband figure it out. And then promptly forgot I put it in there. Until last night, that is. Once outside, I fished out the beeping culprit and pushed buttons until it turned off. Slipped back in (except that I had escaped out a door that locks automatically behind you and had to knock to be let back in- yes, more attention on me during a speaker, please) and sat down in my seat by the door. A couple of minutes float by and I'm enjoying the speaker, who is telling funny stories. Beep-beep beep-beep. Argh! Again? I lean over, fish it out of my purse again and push buttons until it turns off (knowing I'm not fixing it). Then I get up, open the back door, and toss it outside. Stifled giggles are heard around me. I sit back in my chair and feel like a complete moron (who can't turn off a pedometer, for cryin' out loud). Listening to the speaker... funny stories... good ideas for serving unexpected guests dinner... beep-beep beep-beep beep-beep beep-beep. More stifled giggles. I do the "Are you kidding me?" face. I did not throw it far enough apparently, because, though it is muffled, it is still loud enough for everyone to hear. Sigh. I decide to ignore it and am silently willing for everyone else to pretend not to hear it. It eventually stops. And periodically beeps one time every 10 minutes or so until the speaker finished. I step outside, pick it up and put it back in the depths of my purse (you know, so that there can be future embarrassing events), and join the other ladies who have laughter in their eyes.

True story.

11 comments:

Amy said...

what is it with you, Kim? You can't just fade into the background, can you?

laytonfamily said...

I love how honest you are to bring us right beside you as if we're one of the snickering women too!

Melissa said...

And to think you were worried about making new friends. You definately know how to leave an impression with people, my dear.

You should be getting my check in your mail this week. Would you mind letting me know when you get it, deary?

Woodman said...

Thats got to be the funniest story I've ever heard!! The fun never ends with you!! LOL!

Nikki Bonham said...

LOVE IT!

~TessaScoffs said...

Too bad it wasn't a beeper. It could have been "God" calling! As you know, He doesn't take no for an answer!

care-in said...

Oh Kim...remind me not to sit next to you, I don't like attention!

Thanks for the laugh though!

michelle said...

LOL!!! That is so funny. I LOOOOOOVE that you threw it! Maybe your name is Mrs. Hill...short for Hil-arious? hee hee.

Abbey said...

I can't figure out stuff like that either. One of my friends gave me a running watch awhile back, and I can't wear it places for the same reason. It "goes off" at random times and I can't firgure it out.
Oh well... we're good at other things, right? Watches and pedometers are for watch and pedometer people.
I'd much rather be a shoe person. :) And If I had to guess, I'd bet you had on fabulous ones that night!

Missy said...

Of course that is a true story. Who could write stuff like that?
Noone but Kim Hill.

Please take it out of your purse before Sunday morning. Please!

Paige M said...

I can visualize you with your "Are you kidding?" face......too funny.