Feat. earphones, coffee and regret

I’ve began to notice that my brand is strongly associated with cringe-worthy, embarrassing incidents. Rather than rejecting this idea, I’ve come to fully embrace it and this blog post will be no different. Sit back and get ready to wince at my awkward life featuring earphones, a coffee and regret.

The irony of this particular awkward situation is that I actively set out to avoid an awkward situation. On a particular day during the mocks last year, I had taken a precaution in an attempt to minimise the potential awkwardness of the day. I had been studying in the library which closed at 6 o’clock and I was heading up to the Study Hub, a centre that I went to for studying. However, I realised everyone would be quietly studying there until the break at twenty five past six and I worried that I would draw too much attention to myself if I came in before the break. Instead, I decided to grab a coffee in my nearby favourite café for the twenty five minute wait.

As I entered the cafe, I noticed a group of people I knew from Study Hub. This particular group of people were major friend crushes*. So as you can imagine, I wanted to appear chill so I didn’t immediately approach them. I gave them a quick acknowledging smile and walked on to the counter to order my cappuccino. Having made my order, I positioned myself at a window seat where I could look pensively out at the town whilst listening to music through my earphones. The group of people I knew started talking over to me. The conversation kept flowing for the next few minutes but I began to become aware of the fact that I was nearly shouting across the café at them. I didn’t want to be disturbing other customers so I decided to move over to their table at which there was a spare seat. As this was during mock times, I had an abundance of folders and hardbacks so making the move was a difficult task. Alas, it wasn’t the folders or hardbacks that posed the danger, but the earphones hanging lazily from my phone. As I sat myself down at the group’s table, my earphones submerged in a girl’s mocha. Everyone stopped talking, I froze, looked at the earphones, looked at the girl and back at the earphones. This was the end. There was no coming back from this. Regardless, I removed my earphones from her mocha in an attempt to rectify the situation.

Thankfully, everyone at the table erupted in laughter. I was nearly in tears; I don’t know whether I was crying or laughing. The hysterics continued for the following five minutes until finally, the conversation changed to a different topic. The group’s laughter had relaxed me and I joined in to the conversation easily. We sat there chatting for the next forty-five minutes or so. That is until I noticed that amongst the empty cups, there was one cup that was nearly entirely full. It was the girl’s cup of mocha. Of course she wasn’t going to drink it after my earphone had skinny dipped in it but I had forgotten to buy her a new one with the distraction of laughter. As soon as I realised this, I went and ordered a mocha in the hopes that I wouldn’t be shunned for not doing it sooner.

Thankfully, I wasn’t shunned. In fact, one of my favourite people, my friend Cian, was sitting at that table that day. Perhaps, if I hadn’t made an absolute fool of myself, we wouldn’t be as good friends as we are today. Perhaps, he found my clumsy demeanor endearing. Perhaps, this awkward incident had no relevance to our friendship whatsoever and I’m only trying to comfort myself with the thought that ‘everything happens for a reason’.

*Urban Dictionary defines the phenomenon of having a friend crush as “Experiencing a strong desire to become friends with a person you don’t know very well. Often times, people experiencing friend crushes will exhibit nervousness, giddiness, idolatry, admiration, and clumsiness similar to those emotions experienced when being around a regular crush.”



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