We have all had embarrassing moments in our lives that almost bring tears to our eyes when we think about them. *Deep sigh* I have had one too many moments that I wished the ground would give way and swallow me whole, so at least I’d avoid the embarrassment 😅😅.
Today, I shall speak of the time I lost my way. I have been lost more than five times but that’s a topic for another day. Growing up, I was used to my parents taking me everywhere or getting a driver for me, and because of this, I didn’t know how to get to places by myself. I didn’t know how bad it was until I decided to visit a friend; it was then that it dawned on me that I had no idea how to get there 😂😂. Anyway, I felt like a grown-up (I was 17), and so I felt emboldened to embark on such a journey on my own; it was an experience (I was scarred for a while).
I asked for directions from my friend, and I was on my way. Everything seemed easy and straightforward, so I felt optimistic that nothing dramatic would happen; I was sooo wrong. My problem began when I got down at the wrong bus stop and then proceeded to take another bus to a whole different street. When I was deep in the unknown place, I figured I needed to call my friends. I went ahead to describe where I was, and it was almost as if I spoke in a language not yet known to mankind. They kept asking me to tell them exactly where I was, but I had absolutely no idea. I just kept describing what I was seeing and when it wasn’t what I was supposed to be seeing, I realized I had misplaced myself.
To avoid panic, I started singing happy songs in my head while trying to retrace my steps. You would think that should be easy; it was not. I encountered the mother of all Turkeys; this spawn of the devil was as vicious as they come. The turkey stared right at me like I took its kid or stole food from it. I literally just wanted to get across, but this turkey was standing between me and my journey. So, I tried to do the civilized thing, I moved to the other side, but this mad turkey just moved with me. It was pretty much a stand-off between the turkey and me; passers-by just let this turkey torture me with its stare and occasional gargle. I couldn’t go back because I knew not where I was, and my only way was blocked by a turkey from hell.
For the next 10 minutes, I was stationary while this turkey just kept doing its thing. Anytime I tried to move, it would sound an alarm and try to chase me. My friends were calling to ask if I had gotten into another bus, but I couldn’t possibly tell them that a death turkey was why I had not. After a few more minutes, I saw a window of opportunity to make a run for my dear life. I gassed myself up, tighten my shoelaces, and fastened my bag; 3 2 1 I took off! Oh, but so did the turkey. Flapping its wings and running at full speed, everyone that saw it just laughed. My hands were in the air, and I was running like I just didn’t care (I was screaming inside). You won’t believe it, but this turkey chased me to the bus stop and only stopped when the owner called it back. I was relieved and upset at the same time; I felt like giving the owner a great scolding. See me thinking it was a rogue turkey that had taken possession of the territory; I didn’t know it was actually owned by a guy who witnessed the entire ordeal.
It was even because I knew the turkey still had me on its mind; that was why I stayed put on the bus if not! I’d have shown that turkey who’s boss 😌😌.
I eventually got the bus stop right and met with my friends. They wanted to know why it took me almost an hour to get there, but I would instead be swallowed by the earth than admit that I had an encounter with a demon turkey, so I just said the buses took a long time to load. I am sure when they read this, they would use it to tease me for the rest of my life. Well, I have made peace with it so 😂😂.
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