Today I was at school, talking to my friends about the time I said the word "Bootyhole" in front of the kids I babysit. I know, I'm glamourous. And professional. Anyways, right as I was saying the word "BOOTYHOLE", like, pretty loud, and more than once, one of our notorious male teachers walked by. (Mr. A, the passive-aggressive vegetarian). All my friends were laughing and laughing, and I covered my face in shame because god damn why do I always say stupid stuff while male teachers are around?
When I looked back up my nose was GUSHING BLOOD and all my friends started freaking out. To my horror, the teacher stopped and turned back around because someone shrieked. I just hid my face again and hoped that he didn't see me but he did and he walked back over, squatted down in front of me and was like "Are you okay?" At this point all my friends were laughing, and I started weeping. So he was like "I know you're in a lot of pain right now, but you need to take a deep breath."
This was probably really funny to my friends but to me, a lot was happening and I was very ashamed, so I didn't take my hands off my face I just kept crying. He said to Clara, "Hold her hand while we walk to the Nurse's office" and Clara was like "Ew, it's covered in blood". But he said, "That's not important right now."
So I had to have 2 of my friends and a man I had just said the word booty hole and cried in front of walk me to the nurses office because I can't stop blood from pouring out of my face.
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