Maybe No One Will Notice?

This Sunday’s trip to Church was no different than any other. Well, except for one thing…

Because I was running late, I decided to do all those last-minute preparation stuff in the car on the way.  So I grabbed my shoes, jacket and make-up bag and jumped in the car.  I was almost finished by the time we arrived in the parking lot of Church so as John pulled the car into a parking spot, I reached for my shoes.  And that’s when I saw them.  Two DIFFERENT black shoes.

What? Seriously? No! It’s Reverend David’s birthday celebration! I’m being inducted onto the Board!  I CAN’T just NOT be there!  My first split-second thought was that maybe I could wear them anyway and no one would notice.  Then I realized they were both RIGHT FOOT shoes. Okay, so much for that plan.

John was busy with his parking and didn’t notice my hysterically shocked expression until I yelled, “My shoes don’t match!! I can’t go into Church!!”  When he saw my shoes, he started GUFFAWING!! At which point I started guffawing. Tears STREAMING down our collective faces. Out of control weeping laughter.

After we pulled ourselves together, it was very clear that the best choice was just to go inside. They may not let you go in a restaurant without shoes, but Church? I’m thinking God could care less about stuff like that.  Besides, this was going to be a very very funny story to tell people when they noticed I was barefoot.

Well, a very interesting thing happened once I was inside. I told a few people I encountered on the way in what had happened (still laughing like a crazy person). And every single one of them said what I had said to myself in the car: “Maybe no one will notice.”  Only they said it in a most serious, worried way.  Like they were thinking I would be sooooo embarrassed by this.

And then I got it. For most people, when something like this goes wrong, our FIRST instinctive impulse is to hide it. Maybe it goes back to high school when other kids made fun of us when we showed up with a huge pimple or were having a really bad hair day.  Whatever the reason, the fact is that we can now look at these situations in a totally different light. It is OUR choice to view them as…hysterically funny!!!  Crazy, fun, ridiculously FUNNY!!!

The bottom line is this:  When WE laugh at our foibles, other people can breathe a huge sigh of relief and let go of their need to be embarrassed for us. And THEY can then laugh right along with us.

So the next time something goes wrong for you – maybe you’ll get lucky.  Maybe everyone WILL notice!! And if they don’t – point it out!  Then you can all laugh it up!

From your motivational speaker, Linda Larsen, who apparently has major issues with shoes

 

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Motivational Speaker Linda Larsen, CSP has been described by meeting planners and audiences as "hysterically funny," and "riveting." Known for her ability to connect on an authentic and emotional level with audiences, her spontaneous sense of humor, and her engaging and powerful stories, Linda is passionate about sharing ideas to help people live their finest, best, and most productive lives. Her riveting and true story of being kidnapped and held hostage at gunpoint by an escaped convict, and the strategies she used to escape, will give people the tools THEY need to rise above any of life's toughest challenges, to communicate more effectively with THEIR difficult person, and to find creative solutions to THEIR problems. To book motivational speaker, Linda Larsen: 941-927-4700
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Comments

  1. This story really makes me laugh!!!  I love the new perspective you put on “embarrassing”  situations.  Let’s face it, NO ONE goes through life without a long list of embarrassing moments so let’s take Linda’s wonderful advice and reduce our stress even more!  Thanks funny girl!

  2. Love it! I showed up for back to school night last year in one brown and one black boot. The sad truth is I had the brown one in my hand, grabbed the black, saw it was black, threw it back in the shoe pile and then grabbed it again and put it on!!! That’s how focused I wasn’t.

  3. LOVE LOVE LOVE this story and the message you wove it into. Even being the outrageous wacky person that I am – even I am not sure I would have walked into our church barefooted. Takes a special person to stand up to her mistakes. And you, my friend, are that special.

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