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Oh no. This brought to the surface a memory I had been repressing. I was in college, one of the early classes with the tiered row seating and like 150 students. I was running late when I stepped into the classroom, gave a polite wave to the Professor, and headed to one of the front rows to show good faith. Halfway down this room my damn phone, which I had always had on vibrate, decided it would take a call and let me, and everyone else in the room, know. I was only reminded because I almost dropped it as I scrambled wildly to silence the sounds it was making.
So yeah, thanks for that. Reliving some of the shame and embarrassment now.
Oh no. This brought to the surface a memory I had been repressing. I was in college, one of the early classes with the tiered row seating and like 150 students. I was running late when I stepped into the classroom, gave a polite wave to the Professor, and headed to one of the front rows to show good faith. Halfway down this room my damn phone, which I had always had on vibrate, decided it would take a call and let me, and everyone else in the room, know. I was only reminded because I almost dropped it as I scrambled wildly to silence the sounds it was making.
So yeah, thanks for that. Reliving some of the shame and embarrassment now.