the art of technology

yes, another post about my phone. but I couldn't resist not sharing this one.

So today started out kind of awful because of technology. Well, no I should take accountability for my actions. It was my fault, but it involved technology. I had my headphones in when I walked out of class, and then I stepped on this girl's ankle as we all shuffled out the door. No major damage, I didn't sprain it or anything, but I still apologized. She didn't turn around, so I didn't worry about it any further. Until we walked outside, where she did turn around, and she smiled at me at said something along the lines of, "That's ok." At least, I assume she did. I had my headphones in. So I don't really have any idea what she said. But she turned back around, so I didn't worry about it. But then she turned around again and started saying something (I assume, again, judging by her waving arms and smile) about the weather. I started to pull my headphones out so I could listen, but she'd stopped talking, again, and walked ahead of me. I felt awful! That's why I shouldn't walk around with headphones! Oh I felt so terrible. I could've talked to her, I could've been the least bit cordial... I also felt a little bit executive-y because I was prepping for a presentation for a proposal, and I struggle with coming across as very distant anyway, so I really felt like the image I was giving off was "I'm way too cool for you." It made me sick.
I was texting one of my friends about it, trying to figure out why I should or shouldn't feel as terrible as I did, and we were talking about technology. He told me I should just make up for it and definitely talk to her if I saw her again! I said that of COURSE I would, I just didn't know if I would see her again!
When I got over my guilt enough to put one of my headphones back in, I had another opportunity to communicate with someone. I was happy to redeem myself. I texted back this same friend,
"My restitution: I smiled and waved and made this man's day. With my headphones in. He was deaf :) "

And then, probably the funniest part of my day.
A couple of opportunities presented themselves for great pictures to be shared with other people, potentially making their day a little brighter by the laughter that ensued. Or I should say would have ensued. Had I been able to take the pictures.

The first was supposed to be of one of our school's athletic teams. This may have actually scarred the individual it was supposed to go to, but it scarred me so I thought I would let someone else appreciate the scarring. Mostly because she truly would've appreciated it. This team was wearing tennis shorts (after some debating, that was the conclusive name. I don't know what they're called, but imagine some ridiculously small and revealing shorts) and nothing else. Well, sneakers. I don't know why that is allowed on campus. Really? How is that more modest than girls with mini-skirts and leggings? At least they have leggings on! They ran a little faster than I was able to cope with, as the resulting picture ended up of my bike tire. I'm sure the quality of the picture, or the attempt at what I was supposed to be capturing, had nothing to do with the fact that with one hand I was taking the picture and the other I was steering the above wheel.

This one was supposed to be only of the boy in the distance. His wardrobe choice today included a bright pink shirt under a sky-blue zip-up hoodie and a pair of girl's skinny jeans. Really, the policy of don't ask don't tell? Nobody had to ask about this one.
I was going to text this to one of my friends that wears girls jeans (not skinny jeans, just the regular type) with the warning "Don't ever dress like this. We may not be friends" but I wasn't quick enough to take the picture with the detail that I wanted. But had I stopped the guy to take his picture, we may have been friends anyway. And then I'd be a hypocrite.

I didn't actually send these messages, so to those of you that missed out (or were spared) by not receiving these, my sincere apologies!