hmm, I think my favorite moment was in High School, Earth Sciences class. I was a somewhat quiet and shy guy in HS. But for some weird reason on this particular day, I was very chatty. Ok, I was probably flirting and trying to impress the girls with my dry humor and wit. Or whatever passes for such at 16. Anyhow, the teacher was going on a long lecture about something and she saw I was talking while she was trying to teach (which was unusually rude for my normal behaviour). Finally, she stopped the class and came to my side of the room (I was bold enough that day to be sitting in the front row and doing this talking) and asked me, point blank “You need to stop talking. Unless you can tell me what I was just talking about.” Keep in mind, she was a rather stern older teacher who had a reputation for sending people to detention or the office at the drop of a hat. But, without missing a beat, I started repeating everything she had just said word for word. I felt the heat of excitement and panic on my neck as the words came tumbling out of my mouth. The look of shock on that poor woman’s face was priceless. The rest of the class just stared at me like I’d done some kind of miracle. I went back to chatting and she went back to lecturing and never bothered me again that semester. Nor could she as I had one of the higher grades in the course.
Fantastic! One of my favorite moments was senior year of high school. I hadn’t studied for a Physics test and I was so bold as to walk into class and beg my teacher to make it an open book test. He was so blown away by my groveling that he gave in! I was the class hero. Did I mention I was a nerd who took an extraneous science course?
on our honeymoon my wife and i were driving to catch a ferry out to an island called mackinaw island. about half way there we realized we were crossing a time zone and we were probably going to miss the ferry-with no way to get to our hotel. my wife started crying-angry at herself for forgetting that detail. trying to fix the situation i hit the gas and drove like a bat out of hell trying to make up time. when we arrived we were too late, the last ferry had left. we wound up finding a guy to take us across on a small boat with our bikes (the island has no cars). as we crossed the water to the island an enormous moon came up and when we got to the island we were the only people on the streets which given the old timey look of the place it seemed like we were walking into a movie from the 50s. in the end i was glad we’d missed that ferry and that we’d had one of those soap bubble moments that you don’t want to end as we walked our bikes under that huge moon through the quiet streets to our hotel.
I’m 40 years old, married and have two kids. I can tell you without a lick or sarcasm, that nothing in life can top your Rubik’s Cube moment. Not your wedding day, not the birth of your children, not successfully completing a court-order detox program. Nothing can be better than what you just described. Perhaps your experience could have been heightened if someone was playing “You’re the Best Around” on their iPhone as you were cranking that cube.
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hmm, I think my favorite moment was in High School, Earth Sciences class. I was a somewhat quiet and shy guy in HS. But for some weird reason on this particular day, I was very chatty. Ok, I was probably flirting and trying to impress the girls with my dry humor and wit. Or whatever passes for such at 16. Anyhow, the teacher was going on a long lecture about something and she saw I was talking while she was trying to teach (which was unusually rude for my normal behaviour). Finally, she stopped the class and came to my side of the room (I was bold enough that day to be sitting in the front row and doing this talking) and asked me, point blank “You need to stop talking. Unless you can tell me what I was just talking about.” Keep in mind, she was a rather stern older teacher who had a reputation for sending people to detention or the office at the drop of a hat. But, without missing a beat, I started repeating everything she had just said word for word. I felt the heat of excitement and panic on my neck as the words came tumbling out of my mouth. The look of shock on that poor woman’s face was priceless. The rest of the class just stared at me like I’d done some kind of miracle. I went back to chatting and she went back to lecturing and never bothered me again that semester. Nor could she as I had one of the higher grades in the course.
~joe
Fantastic! One of my favorite moments was senior year of high school. I hadn’t studied for a Physics test and I was so bold as to walk into class and beg my teacher to make it an open book test. He was so blown away by my groveling that he gave in! I was the class hero. Did I mention I was a nerd who took an extraneous science course?
uh oh…now I’m panicking because I can’t think of one/don’t have one?
The best thing ever would be if none of these segments are recurring and there’s a new named segment every week.
That was a great fucking story you told wish I could have been on that train to witness this haha.
on our honeymoon my wife and i were driving to catch a ferry out to an island called mackinaw island. about half way there we realized we were crossing a time zone and we were probably going to miss the ferry-with no way to get to our hotel. my wife started crying-angry at herself for forgetting that detail. trying to fix the situation i hit the gas and drove like a bat out of hell trying to make up time. when we arrived we were too late, the last ferry had left. we wound up finding a guy to take us across on a small boat with our bikes (the island has no cars). as we crossed the water to the island an enormous moon came up and when we got to the island we were the only people on the streets which given the old timey look of the place it seemed like we were walking into a movie from the 50s. in the end i was glad we’d missed that ferry and that we’d had one of those soap bubble moments that you don’t want to end as we walked our bikes under that huge moon through the quiet streets to our hotel.
I’m 40 years old, married and have two kids. I can tell you without a lick or sarcasm, that nothing in life can top your Rubik’s Cube moment. Not your wedding day, not the birth of your children, not successfully completing a court-order detox program. Nothing can be better than what you just described. Perhaps your experience could have been heightened if someone was playing “You’re the Best Around” on their iPhone as you were cranking that cube.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8zC2lWjpiH8