So there I was, going in for a fully committed BIG seionage. The kind where you're actually backing up with your feet while driving forward with your legs and twisting... all at the same time. My opponent was in the air, helpless.
Upon turning I see a new office colleague standing there, staring.
You see... during the Christmas holidays few government staff are in the building. I usually get a few throws in the lunch room while the Keurig does its thing with my morning coffee.
This was a particularly big throw.
Thing is, I made it worse when I said, "oh sorry, judo..." and she says I was a guest lecturer in a course she was in (I teach on the side).... and I have no recollection of her or being a guest lecturer. Thing is, being Indian around these parts I'm rather identifiable... and me asking her whether it was someone else almost implied that all brown guys look alike.
Gawd.
Upon turning I see a new office colleague standing there, staring.
You see... during the Christmas holidays few government staff are in the building. I usually get a few throws in the lunch room while the Keurig does its thing with my morning coffee.
This was a particularly big throw.
Thing is, I made it worse when I said, "oh sorry, judo..." and she says I was a guest lecturer in a course she was in (I teach on the side).... and I have no recollection of her or being a guest lecturer. Thing is, being Indian around these parts I'm rather identifiable... and me asking her whether it was someone else almost implied that all brown guys look alike.
Gawd.