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Burger in Flight, Afternoon Delight

A quick stop to get a hamburger at lunch seemed like a good idea even though the restaurant was jammed with people. I ordered my burger and set my drink on a table nearby. To get to the condiment bar, I had to go through a crowd of 20 people.

My Grip Slipped

As I broke through the line of people waiting to order, the basket holding my open-faced burger started slipping out of my hand. My bionic thumb hit the edge of the basket and sent it flying with an upward thrust. I’d say the burger lifted about 12 inches off the basket as it flew into the air and did a triple somersault.

I shrieked, “Oh, nooooooooo!”

Simultaneously, the crowd around me in unison went, “Ahhhhhhh!”

By the time the burger tumbled to eye level, I knew I could grab it. If I went spread-eagle with my hand and slightly lunged forward, it was mine. That’s when I slam-dunked it straight into a woman’s blouse. It was a Shaq moment.

She had a “You’d better have a good reason for smearing this on me” look as she stared big-eyed at me.

For a few seconds, there was dead silence while the woman peeled the burger patty and bun from her blouse. Every eye was on me. If someone had yelled, “Elvis is in the building!” no one would have turned to look. I envisioned the mob turning on me any second. All the exits were blocked with more people.

All I could think of was, “I’m glad I hadn’t put the mustard on it yet.”

Back in Time

Freeze frame that moment. I grew up in an environment where my mother was a role-model of cleanliness. Our house was never a mess. Dirt scattered just because she entered a room. She would not go out in public unless she looked neat and crisp.

Those were the days when it was commonplace for women to wear hair curlers in public because hairdryers used at home were bulky, deflated helmets that fit over the head and took forever to dry hair. Air-drying was better. Still, she wouldn’t be caught dead wearing hair curlers in public.

Her good traits stuck with me. I’m the kind of person who has to take clothes back to the cleaners and point out the spots they missed.

In the Moment Again

Back to the burger incident. I knew there was no way out of this, so I decided to make the most of a bad scene. I apologized profusely, offered to pay the cleaning bill, and someway talked my way through her anger into finding the humor in the situation. We both laughed, the crowd went on their merry way, and I leaned over the order counter and said, “Make that medium-well, please.”

Are You Angry?

If you are facing breast cancer, you didn’t ask for this. You are in a situation out of your control. You may feel people are staring at you, waiting for you to say or do the wrong thing. Or, you may expect too much of yourself, thinking you are supposed to take this burden on your own shoulders and go it alone. Not so here at NBCF. We are a resting place for you, a home of caring friends at MyNBCF. Have a chat with others who want to help at the discussion boards. Try journaling your thoughts to release bad feelings and move toward healthy ones.

Thought for Today:

“Sometimes your joy is the source of your smile, but sometimes your smile can be the source of your joy.” Thich Nhat Hanh

Live Life,

Janelle

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