Marbles, Marbles Everywhere
Wednesday, June 23rd, 2004I’m just a human being, right? Just a normal, fallilble human being. I make mistakes. I do silly things. I look like a dolt with the best of folks.
Today was no exception. I have a “prop” of sorts on my desk at work - a glass votive candle holder that contains 30 or 40 marbles. It demonstrates rather effectively the setup of a mutual fund. During my appointment with four people, I turned quickly to hand the gentleman back his driver’s license and knocked the glass over. Marbles went flying in every direction. All of my clients reacted to grab the marbles as they danced onto the floor. It would have been funny if it had been anyone else. It’s the little things. About two weeks ago, Stephen and I were staining the deck, and I was trying to see the opposite side of the uprights I was working on. They were too tall to lean over, so I stuck my head through them to see if I’d managed to get them all stained. Once I was finished with the touch-up, I pulled back to get out from between them, and … Yes. I was stuck. I started to get embarrassed, but tried to stay nonchalant as I worked to free my head from the deck. I tried flattening my ears against my head, but for some reason could not find the right angle to free myself. I got mad, and tried to jerk my head free. Not an option. All that did was yank on my hair and make me more angry. At this point, I knew I was screwed. Thankfully, Stephen tried with all his might not to laugh while he pulled the uprights apart and freed me. Afterward, though, it was a different story. But what the hell, I laughed too. Blushing even now,michelle