Ever have one of those moments where you do something incredibly, incredibly stupid and you kick yourself for days afterwards because you don’t even understand how you could have possibly let that happen? I have those moments a lot, therefore I am hereby dubbing these ridiculous antics “pulling a Jenn”.
I’m hoping with all hope in the world that I’m not the only one who does things like this, but here are a few of the better ones that have happened recently.
You know you’ve “pulled a Jenn” when you:
- Attempt to go DOWN the UP escalator. You’re in such a daze trying to get to the train platform you just casually drift over to the escalator, step on, and are immediately returned to where you started. Then you sheepishly look around and cross your fingers that NO ONE SAW PLEASE DO NOT LET ANYONE SEE only to find some guy staring at you which is embarrassing because you clearly just made an ass out of yourself. And then he tries to make you feel better by directing you in the appropriate direction to which you respond, “MORE IMPORTANTLY — I just tried to go DOWN the UP escalator” to which he says “It happens to the best of us” except you know that it doesn’t. It just happens to you.
- Get dressed for a meet-and-greet reception and make it halfway there before you realize that you’re a day early and the event is actually tomorrow at the same time you’ve agreed to meet someone for drinks, on the opposite side of town of course. So then you have to be THAT GIRL who reschedules a first drink date and you try to be all convenient and have this date meet you at the meet and greet a couple hours later and OF COURSE he shows up right as you’re involved in a fascinating flirty conversation with a very attractive man and your date isn’t half as cute or nearly as interesting and all you can think about is how you hope the flirty cute guy follows you back on Twitter so you can make up for bailing.
- Waste an hour and a half doing nothing in the library and then realize 5 minutes before class starts that today is the last day to hand in a form that you need your advisor to sign so that you can take that math class you need so you can graduate. Except that your advisor already left for the day so you find another professor who happens to hate you because you forgot to pay attention in his class last semester and you have to convince him to pretend to be your advisor and sign the form so you can graduate. And then you rush to the administrative building before it closes and hand in this form only to have the kid behind the desk tell you that the date listed online was wrong and really you didn’t have to hand this form in today, or rather, at all.
- Send an extraordinarily explicit text to an attractive out-of-state man friend and are pretty proud of your quick and witty response until you collapse onto the floor in a ball of panic when you realize that in reality you didn’t send it to said attractive out-of-state man friend but rather to a guy YOU JUST MET THAT DAY. At which point you start hyperventilating and scare the bejeezus out of your roommate as you run around the house and try to do some damage control. Meanwhile the boy who received the text is all “whaaa?” and you’re all “OMGOMGOMG that was my roommate’s boyfriend and I’m so sorry and please don’t hate me because I’ve never said anything like that before in my life” which is obviously a BLATANT LIE but you need to keep the crazy under wraps for a bit longer so you just go with that whole “I’m super innocent” thing. And then you e-mail the story to your favorite women in the entire world and start a massive Gmail Reply All thread that ultimately makes your life.**
Please tell me I’m not the only one who does stupid things like this. PLEASE.
**And then you have to confess your lie to the person who accidentally received the wholly inappropriate text because he reads this blog and would figure out what really happened but the story is JUST TOO GOOD not to share with the world.

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Yeah, that text message thing? I did that on gchat just last week. When I sent an IM about my current boyfriend mean for an ex-boyfriend to say boyfriend. It was so bad Jenn. So bad.
Fortunately, he seems to have forgiven me. More proof that I am one lucky crazy person.
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Note to self: read comments before submitting.
I sent an IM about my current boyfriend meant* for an ex-boyfriend to said* boyfriend. Jesus.
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Hahaha that sounds awful. At least he forgave you. I hope it was a good IM?!
lol Ugh. I do this stuff too. I can’t explain why, but I always try to go out the “in” door at the grocery store. It’s so embarrassing. I need a handler lol
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I totally do that too! Why can’t the doors just be both ways for our own convenience?
i have had a similar texting situation — i’ve sent the dirty text to someone, had it go to the right person and RECEIVED NO RESPONSE. at which point i started panicking and thinking zomg, did i send it to my mom or my boss or something? and i check my “sent” folder elevendy bajillion times to make sure it went to the right person, and then commence freaking out because YES it went to the right person and WHY hasn’t he responded only to have him text me back and say “wow. was in a meeting so i couldn’t text you back, but YES. please.”
so.
you know i understand your brand of crazy, babe. i live it. every day.
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It’s definitely a special brand of crazy…
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I KNOW. We seriously need to do that more often.
Phoebe: Just change what it means, you know. Go down there and prove you mother wrong. You finish the job you were hired to do, and we’ll call that, “pulling a Monica.”
Monica: What?
Phoebe: Okay, um, if a kid gets straight A’s, his parents would say, “Yeah, he pulled a Monica!” Or a fireman saves a baby, and they go, “Yeah I know, he pulled a Monica. Whew.” Or someone hits a home run, the announcer says “Yeah, that one’s outta here.” Because some things don’t change.
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Hahaha I LOVE THAT YOU JUST QUOTED FRIENDS.
Yeah, I pretty much communicate in a weird dialect made up of quotes from Seinfeld and Friends, with a smattering of The Simpsons and Futurama mixed in for flavor.
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HAHAHAHAH. Love this post especially because I already knew about all these things :)
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Haha you totally have the inside scoop on my LIFE.
I realized the other day that not only do I frequently walk into inanimate objects, like, say, WALLS… I always say “My GOODNESS!” like a 90 year old grandma when I do it.
In public, usually.
AWESOME.
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I think I must sleep walk into inanimate objects because I always have mysterious bruises that I cannot explain…
The “my GOODNESS” business, however… That’s just embarrassing.
I am constantly walking into walls! hahaha…really, what is that about?! and that’s just one of the 715 other crazy things that I do on a daily and/or weekly basis.
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My mother told me that’s what makes me “special”…
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I love when other people admit their clutziness (is that even a word?)!
Makes me feel SO much better about the fact that I always say “alblum” instead of “album”, and always crash into corners and doors and desk, and exclaim “Man oh day!” like a 70-year-old every single afternoon, and list goes on and on…
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It’s absolutely a word, mostly because I say it is!
And I totally sometimes say “libary” instead of “library” and “aminal” instead of “animal” as if I was still 5 years old.
And don’t EVEN get me started on the walking into things!
The fun part is when the guy who got the text is not-so-secretly bummed that it wasnt intended for him. ;)
Case in point of WHY I LIED TO YOU.
Is it really such a bad thing? Maybe I’m wrong, but I don’t think so.
I am scrupulous about texting because at one point, I sent a very uhhh, descriptive text meant for a dude I was doin’ it with to a classmate in my Very Professional Credentialing program. He, sadly, didn’t believe me and thought that I was trying to get him to notice me. I was definitely not. Also? I need to get in on these emails, yo…this kind of stuff is right up my alley :)
Lady, I just forwarded you the original e-mail for your entertainment :)
And I couldn’t imagine sending something like that to someone in a professional context — scaryyyy!
This morning sent a crazy swearing IM to a coworker. Except it turned out to be at my boss…
Amazing. Both.
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SO GLAD I’m not the only one. I mean, I’m sorry you have to experience the same sorts of humiliation I do…
Oh the texting…dangerous. The problem is that it is so very fun! Otherwise, it would be so easy not to do…
I once sent an innapropriate text to The Boy, not knowing that he was with his Mom, and really not expecting her to open the phone to read the message to him. It actually could have been a lot worse than it was…
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It’s SO much fun! And HOLY CRAP his mom read it?! I hope she’s a cool mom!
Pushing the door that says “pull” and vice versa.
Sitting on a seat you reserved on the train and mad because there was no “reserved” ticket on it – and then realising twenty minutes later that you are actually in the wrong seat and spending the rest of the journey scared you’re going to get into trouble for it.
Accidentally calling someone by the wrong name at your first ever blog meet-up even though you KNEW their name, you just thought they looked like someone else you know with the WRONG name.
That’s the kind of stupid stuff I do . . .
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Hahaha ohhh man. You and I should start a club. We’ll have jackets and everything.
Hahahaha!
I am sure I have done worse, but I am repressing those situations to save on therapy costs.
(And how’s come you never send *me* extraordinarily explicit texts. I’m out of state.)
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Hmm… I would think it probably has something to do with the fact that you’re married :)
Oh, *that’s* who that lady is!
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Good tunes, yes. (Manchester Orchestra, if I remember correctly)
But the sad part… didn’t even get to go back. I was un-cancel-able-ly busy the following week.
Oh well.
I’ll heed your warning. ;P
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#2: I was a week early, and it was a 40 minute drive to the hotel lobby where I was supposed to meet. Talk about a confused staff.
“Are you suuuure you’re not here for Cisco’s Regional Manager’s meeting..?”
-”Are you sure I’m the only one here not for that?”
Also: Glad #4 hasn’t happened to me yet.
(did I say yet? Don’t read into that…)
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A week is pretty bad. I hope you had some good tunes to listen to at least to help with that 40 minute drive. And that it was worth your time when you went for real!
Also, the dirty text is very dangerous. BE CAREFUL!
Jenn-I like you (not sure why I am saying that with Simon’s voice…apparently watching way too much AI). Anyhoo–I do, you are funny and my friends call my things Julianaisms. I am glad that I found your bloggy blog.
I totally read that in Simon’s voice. I like it. And I’m glad you found my blog too!
can we be friends….seriously you won me with the escalator thing…i am foreva doing dumb things like tht and/or falling on my ass when there is nothing around me to trip me and then sending the text to the wrong person OHMYFREAKINGGAWWD i rock at tht (not proud!!)
i am new here and wot a way to be introduced to you…
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Of course we can be friends!! Welcome :)
#1 and #3 totally sound like something I would do, Jenn :D
I’m glad I’m not the only one!
I am pretty sure I have done #1 before. Or at least kept others from doing them. Nope, I’ve also done it before. Almost. Because a friend stopped me before I actually stepped on the escalator.
As for the others, I am not sure I have done that, though sending a text to the wrong person is pretty much my biggest nightmare.
At least they make for good blog fodder, right?
By the way, and this is completely unrelated to this post, I just saw the picture on your sidebar of you in Heidelberg. That was kinda cool, being greeted by a picture of you in the city I am in right now.
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Lucky that you have friends to stop you! And how funny about the picture — it just rotates automatically so you got lucky!
Yeah. As long as I’m alive, you’ll never be the only one. I make these errors every day. Always in the public eye. It’s really quite extraordinary. We’re like a rare species of Awkward, and I think the world will miss us when we’re gone.