I wish you would have told me
Don’t you wish there were times that someone would have told you. Here are a few in my life that I can recall
I wish you would have told me;
- that my fly was open and my shirt was “peeking” through
- that I have a seed caught in my teeth from the everything bagel I ate from Tim Hortons
- that I wouldn’t ever graduate from grade one piano even though I’ve taken 5 years of lessons from you (thanks Mrs. G
) - that you’d never go out with me (thanks cute girl in grade 8 who I followed around like a lost puppy until she stopped talking to me)
- that there’s banana in the desert (happens way too often – I’m deathly allergic to bananas … well … not really but I really hate them.
- that you’re a really terrible golfer and you take literally 20 seconds to hit each shot (before you start to think it’s you – i’m referencing someone who I golfed with in the past who had to line up every shot by putting his golf club on the ground lined up with his feet … then point, scratch a couple of times, wiggle his club, wiggle his butt and proceed to swing and “duff” it 20 yards down the rough. Repeat this 150 times)
- that your kids have chicken pox and they’re wrestling with my children
- that you’re really not taking me out for lunch at a nice restaurant to thank me, like you said, but rather you wanted to let me know how terrible of a guy I am (it didn’t happen to me but it happened to a friend and since it happened to him and not me – I think it’s hillarious)
- that everyone in the school play was suppose to wear all black while my son stood beside me wearing all white.
- that I’d be doing this for free
Do you have any “i wish you would have told me” scenarios?
June 2, 2009 at 8:08 pm
- being a pastor generally means people will feel uncomfortable around you and so you won’t have many friends
- that coaching sports can be a lot more fun than actually playing it
- that having children likely means the end of personal time for about 18 years
- that there’s a lot more to music than just country music . . . or at least had told me before I was done highschool
- that there won’t be time in life to do everything you want to do so you better be picky
- I could fill pages with these but I think that will do for now.
June 2, 2009 at 11:56 pm
Too many to count! I suppose if you dwell on the what if’s though, then the what could be’s never seem to happen.
June 4, 2009 at 4:08 pm
…really – you used the lunch scenario?
I still think it’s funny, even though it hurts.
haha – nice blog