….when all you need is a knife might not be ironic, but it is unfortunate. Add your own verse,stanza, or story of badly–timed annoyance to AlanisMorisette’s classic:
An old man turned ninety-eight
He won the lottery and died the next day
It’s a black fly in your chardonnay
It’s a death row pardon two minutes too late
And isn’t it ironic— don’t you think
It’s like arriving to dinner an hour late
The dining hall is closed, oh why didn’t they wait
You are hungry there is no food to eat
You see the cook giving his dog some treat
And isn’t it ironic — don’t you think
When was the last time you really stood out in a crowd? Are you comfortable in that position, or do you wish you could fade into the woodwork?
Sometimes in every one’s life there are times we stand out, whether it is excelling in school, teaching, getting married, taking part in extracurricular activities or even attending a wedding reception or a school play.
I have been to a few wedding receptions not too long ago. I attended some because I was invited by the bride’s or grooms mother.
There was one I attended which took me long hours to reach, it was the wedding of my daughter’s friend. The wedding was in Calgary, going from St. John’s to Calgary took many hours by air. I boarded the flight in the early hours of the morning, I reached Calgary at 10:00 p.m. local time.
I went the next morning to the house of the bride’s mother, all her relatives were attending the wedding, I was the only guest whom they didn’t know, I stood out in the crowd, this was the first time I did not feel awkward, I was comfortable. I did not feel the urge to hide.
There was one occasion where I wished I could fade into the woodwork. I was selected to play the part of a priest in Shakespeare’s play “Twelfth Night” I tried to convince Sr. Joseph Mary I did not want to be in the play, she insisted I have to, I had only a few words to say, I was uneasy and anxious to end my part, the audience thought I did well, I wished I’d disappear ASAP!