My Teva sandal fell apart when I was out for dinner yesterday. For the rest of the evening, I had to lift my right foot clearly off the ground when I walked so the ‘flap’ of the sole that had come loose wouldn’t drag on the ground. I wasn’t self-conscious about how I looked when I walked though, until I was almost home. Walking back from the visitor’s parking lot (cos it was Zibin’s car), Zibin started mimicking (and exaggerating) the way I was walking. Left foot takes a normal step, then right foot comes clear off the ground in a ‘marching’ step. It did not look good. And he was making fun of me! I stopped walking, he stopped. I made a plea to stop it, please. I started walking again, in the only way I could. And he started up again! I decided to change my steps, in an attempt to look less foolish. So after my normal step with the left foot, I semi-dragged my right foot sideways. Cpt. Hoo immediately mimicked the step as well and I realized it looked even more foolish…and also very funny. No amount of pleading or wheedling could get him to stop mimicking me…for, in his words (accompanied by a very angelic expression), “I just want to be like you mah, darling.” I was laughing so hard, I couldn’t stand straight. It’s quite odd how I was laughing so hard considering it was me he was making fun of.
Anyway, by the time we took the elevator up to my apartment, I had calmed down somewhat. And I thought my embarrasing evening was over. Imagine our surprise when the door was already open, before we rang the doorbell. And then even before I asked, I knew… my peals of hysterical laughter had been heard even while I was still downstairs. I probably should have been more embarrassed about that…but then, I’m resigned. I just have to remember, that the next time I hear my dad, or John laughing from downstairs, I shouldn’t tease them so much about it :P