Yeah, so, the other night I went shopping at Macy’s in Union Square, where I learned that jeans that are not from Old Navy are ridiculously expensive.
Me: “These are nice.”
Jeans: “I’m a $149.”
Seriously, though. I did find some great jeans that are not $149 at Macy’s, and they make me feel like a million bucks.
After shopping, I walked down to the BART station to head home. I was behind this couple who were pretty drunk. They were kinda stumbling into each other, and they were watching a video on his phone and laughing.
“They should be careful,” I thought. “They are going to trip.”
And then – BOOM! – I tripped.
I didn’t trip and look all amazing like Jennifer Lawrence did at the Academy Awards. I looked like this:
The drunk couple turned around: “OH MY GOD! Are you OK?”
Me: “I’m fine. Thank you.”
Them: “Are you sure?”
Me: “I’m embarrassed but fine. Thank you.”
Then about five more people approached me, “Are you OK?” I think I even heard an “Are you OK, ma’am?” which makes me feel even worse.
I hadn’t even had a drink, but they all thought I was drunk. Not drunk, just clumsy.