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Top 8 moments Sarah Reid never thought she'd recover from

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Here is a collection of some of the worst moments of my life. Thought I would do the public service of publishing them. 

1. When a boy picked me up for a date and saw me kissing some other dude. In my living room. Through the window.
HE WAS EARLY. By three minutes. 
I’m actually still recovering from that one. I needed to die.

2. I hate this story. I hate this moment. I have skied since I could walk. So imagine my embarrassment when I’m 16, and this happens to me.
I was getting on the chairlift with my dad, and I somehow missed it. “Miss the chairlift? What do you mean, Sarah?” you might ask.
I’ll tell you what it means. It means that somehow my bum actually only slightly made contact with the lift, which in effect caused me to slide from the lift. But not completely. No, that would have been better. I mean I was holding on by the seat, with my poles dangling in my other arm, and my skis flailing, while my dad tried to pull me up. By my jacket. Not my body.
So imagine with me, when you pick up a three-year-old by their torso, and their shirt slides up way past their belly-button. Like, borderline inappropriate. But no one bats an eyelash, because it’s a three-year-old, and not a 16-year-old on a chairlift.
They stopped the lift (that’s like the ultimate, “You belong on the rope-tow,”) and I had to share the lift with another 16-year-old. But a boy. And he laughed. And shook his head. And I said, “Ha. Uhhh. I don… I mean. Ha. Kill me.” We dated. Obviously.

Just kidding. We didn’t talk the whole ride up, and I cried silently on the other side of the lift.

3. When I totally bombed this interview with KSL. I was well aware of the current events quiz, but not the politics one? Turns out, I really know nothing about politics.
Like, “Who is Hilary Clinton?” *Shift uncomfortably in my seat. Make a noise between a laugh and sob*.  At this point, you probably think I’m being dramatic. NOPE. I would have had no idea what my mom's name was at that point. 
At the end of the interview I said, “Thanks, Connie.”
Some words of wisdom: People named Keri don’t like to be called Connie.

It’s all good. I now work under the same company two years later. I help her employees understand how our content management system works. BOOM. Recovered.

4.  My sophomore to senior years of high school. Gosh, those were NOT the glory days for Sarah. I feel fine saying that every girl in my grade on some level genuinely didn’t like me, except for maybe the Korean that didn’t know what was going on. (Not racist, she just happened to be Korean and simultaneously didn’t know what was going on.)
I did the Lindsay Lohan thing and ate lunch in the bathroom. I would excuse myself from class to cry or call my mom at least five times a month. I had two friends. Both were boys. I hated my life.
But you know what, two things happened:
1) I moved on, and so did the girls. The ones that reallllly didn’t like me deleted me on Facebook years ago, and the others are still my friends social-media wise, and occasionally we’ll like each other’s junk on Insta and FB.
2) I decided to never be that girl that hated girls, or was hated by girls. I made a choice from that point forward to make sure girls liked me. I’m a girl, so I know all it really takes is a genuine compliment and to not flirt with the guy the girl JUST said she liked. Things I wish I knew at age 16.

5. When I told my friend to definitely NOT buy the pants she was trying on in the store. I told her they looked awful. And I laughed super loud and made a big scene.
As it turns out, they were the pants she was wearing into the store. And she was just trying on a shirt?
Yikes. We’re friends now. It’s a miracle that friendship was salvaged.

6. When my chemistry teacher asked me what the element symbol for Oxygen was. I froze. I instantly got warm and stripped off my sweatshirt. (That's usually the same reaction I would give whenever I was called on at random in any math class.)
No idea.
O, Sarah. The symbol for Oxygen is O. Sometimes I can’t believe someone gave me a college diploma.

7.  When I missed my train twice in one morning. This doesn’t sound like a big deal, and I tend to bring it up more often than necessary, but it upset me to such an irrational deree. I honestly thought I would never find the situation funny. Ever. My boss sent me a funny text and I recovered quite swimmingly, however. 

8. Almost any breakup I’ve had. And I’ve had enough to feed Uganda. I won’t go into details. But the good news is I’m better with each one, and I think they have made me a bit funnier.

The point is, we all have awful moments. Some embarrassing, some just downright want-to-curl-up-watch-Gilmore-Girls-eat-muddy-buddies-terrible. But it’s fun to look back and realize that they are the things that cultivate us.



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4 comments

  1. courtney hilburnJanuary 20, 2014 at 8:11 PM

    Sarah, these are all so funny!
    P.s can you send some of those break up's to Uganda with me next week…really though I leave Tuesday!

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  2. SilviaJanuary 21, 2014 at 12:18 PM

    Sarah i just wanted to say that i loved your stories! this really made my day! ( i dont want to sound like a creeper but sometimes at work i like to see others people blog, so i went to your old blog and there it was the complete stories of this dates) i just wanted to tell you, you are a great writter! and maybe you dont remember me but we had a class together (wow i sound like those creepers in life) ok thats it bye!

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  3. CurtisJanuary 22, 2014 at 8:42 AM

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  4. CurtisJanuary 22, 2014 at 8:46 AM

    the first one was the best. that kind of thing only happens in movies!

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