So I walked over to the gym on Columbia's main campus today, and a couple things happened:
As I was making my way through campus, a very nice looking girl stopped me and asked if I would join a Bible study group she was starting. Of course, I had to first take my headphones out of my ears to hear what she was trying to ask me. The song I paused in order to politely decline the invitation? "Move Bitch" by Ludacris. Yikes. That probably means I'm not really the demographic this girl is going for...
Ok, so then I go into the fitness center, and I'm sort of wandering around this huge maze of a building looking for the treadmills and elliptical machines, trying to act casual enough about it so that I don't look like I'm a newbie (which means that I refuse to ask for help, since that would only reinforce the fact that I have no idea what I'm doing). At one point I'm waiting to get onto an elevator, when the doors open and what looks like half of the Columbia football team pours out. Honestly, it might have only been a few of the guys, but they're so big that I feel like they should count as more people. Anyway, I suddenly realized that I've never stood directly next to a college-level football player. Dude, those guys are HUGE. I don't even think they saw me standing there; their eye level is about a foot and a half over my head. Look, I am constantly feeling like a little person in a big world, but I have never felt as tiny as I did today surrounded by these guys. I think if they really wanted to, they could probably crumple me up and throw me away like a discarded piece of paper. Scary.
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