Today was the first day of my Tennis class. We didn't do anything except listen to the coach talk about grading, equipment, and what we'll be doing in our future classes.
I have this class with my roommate, luckily.
The coach proceeded to ask the class if any of us have played tennis before. I swear to God, everyone raised their hands except Slams the Door and me. Talk about embarrassing. It's not like we haven't played tennis before...we have. We just didn't raise our hands because it's not like we're hardcore tennis enthusiasts. We've dabbled in the sport.
So as we sunk beneath the abundance of hands held high, Slams the Door and I exchanged a look. A look that was noticed by the coach. Who then proceeded to single us out saying, "Don't worry ladies, I'll be pairing everyone up by skill level."
Well, thank you for making us the center of attention!
If I was a brave person and didn't care if I sounded like an idiot I would've said, "I have a killer backhand as Donkey Kong in Mario Tennis on N64. And Wii, don't even get me started. My Mii will slam tennis balls down your throat! I'll go John McEnroe crazy on you!!"
But I'm not that kind of person. So I didn't say that. I would love to live in a world where it would be acceptable for me to sound-off and not be judged for doing so. I would also like to live in a world where cut-off tees are acceptable forms of everyday attire, but I'm digressing.
Oh well. I guess I'll just have to surprise everyone with my tubular (I'm bringing it back) hand-eye coordination I've been perfecting since I was young with NES and Sega. Watch out my tennis colleagues - Slams the Door and I are going to rule the court.