Fun Monday #30, Little White Lies
TheOtherBear is hosting today and she's asking for an awful lot.
She looks quite HOLY and we all know what she is wearing under the Robe. She has convinced me and I'm laying it all down, folks. I need forgiveness.
I was fourteen.
I was shy. (Oops, that’s another little white lie.)
There were two wonderful things I was looking forward to that fall: The annual Fair in
Like most kids heading into high school I'm sure I thought I was ALL THAT and more.
My best friend moved to another town, but she was coming back to stay with me and go to THE FAIR. We had plans.
Yeah.. the fair had scones with strawberry preserves, hamburgers that we ordered without onions, cotton candy, and snow cones. There were carnival rides and games. There were even rodeo events and display booths that could occupy us for hours. However, they didn't. CUZ...we were lookin' for guys. We KNEW they were lookin' for us.
It wasn't a surprise because it was part of our plans when two handsome young men cozied in behind us in line for the octopus and squeezed into the seat across from us. It didn't take long before we were enjoying the carnival and the rest of the evening as a foursome.
The Western Washington State Fair attracts folks from all over the state, and these two fellows were strangers.
When the hour arrived that we were supposed to meet my brother for a ride home, we told our new found escorts that we had to leave.
"Give us your names and telephone numbers," was their parting request.
I don't remember how my friend responded.
I just know that I lied.
"My name is Karen."
I don't know why I lied - well, yes I do - I didn't want my mom to know about him. I figured I'd never see the fellows again so my name didn't make any difference. It was my first experience in "picking up" a guy, in the most innocent of ways.
Has anyone ever told you that one lie leads to another?
School started the next week and I was higher than a kite with anticipation.
The first day of class is when I experienced the "Be Sure Your Sins Will Find You Out" clause. I bumped into him between classes. He was a Junior transferring in from a different school.
"Hey Karen!" He called to me as I kept walking.
When he caught up with me and tapped my shoulder, I had to turn around.
"Karen, I'm so happy to see we're going to the same school."
I gulped. And to this day, I still think about what a lousy thing I did.
"I'm sorry, my name is Pamela not Karen. You must have me mixed up with someone else."
I think he shook his head as you would if a fly was buzzing around it.
"This is just crazy, " he stammered. "You look exactly like her."
I'm sorry I never told him the truth. Having lied once was bad. The second lie made it impossible to pursue more than a friendly smile and a hello for the next two years.
Hey Other Bear, do you think you can forgive me?
There's got to be better lie stories out there then this one, so make sure you cruise over here for some real whoppers.