Ok, so I didn't get my head stuck in the back of a chair. I did, however, get my hands, well actually my wrists, stuck in the rungs of one of the wooden chairs we used in our reading circle in third grade. How exactly did I do something so stupid? Well, I was bored. I had my book opened on my lap and I put my arms behind me...slid my hands through the wider opening on the back and slid them down...a little too far too, because they got stuck. I mean REALLY stuck. I was trying to remain calm because I didn't want to drawl attention to my stupidity until I had to. I squirmed, I pushed, I pulled, my hands started to tingle,my book was sliding toward my knees, I needed to turn my page but couldn't. Then it was my turn to read. Oh no! Oh yes! I couldn't, because I wasn't able to flip the pages. Busted! Great! Just wonderful! Now I had to tell my teacher and ofcourse my whole class was going to find out. This kind of news wouldn't stay within my reading group, no way. This was top notch gossip, which meant that Derek, the kid that looked a lot like a bobble head doll and who I had a huge crush on, was going to find out. Oh, the embarrassment!
My teacher tried to help me. I was stuck. She sent for the janitor, who somehow got me out without having to take the chair apart. I swear that man had a smirk on his face and was holding back a laugh but it wasn't like I could turn around to prove it. Oh, and what great advice did I receive after I was set free and the blood rushed back into my hands? "Sweetheart, don't do that again." NO DUH! What kind of idiot did she think I was?! I wasn't dumb enough to do that twice, once maybe, but not twice! As luck would have it, my classmates were happy I wasted so much of our reading time that it was now recess and I was a hero. To this day, I am careful where I stick my hands.
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Oh wow, I've never been stuck in a chair, but when I was about 16 I climbed under my cousins bed to get some games out and got stuck. They thought it was halarious and needless to say they didn't get into any hurry about helping me out. In fact they tortured me until I yelled for my aunt to come and help me out. LOL.
Ah yes, Cousins are wonderful creatures indeed. For the record, I would have tortured you a little too.
Who the heck was that caught in the chair?? I can recognize everyone but him?? I have no recollection of that ever happening, but then, I have some blanks areas, as you well know.
Boy, call me stupid. I would have swore that was from the left, dad, Lonnie, and an unknown party and Vickie.. Guess I better get my glasses changed, huh???
Netter, I'm sure you would have. Thats why I like you, you remind me of myself. LOL.
Oh Goodness Mother! You have totally lost it! I saw this picture somewhere and it reminded me of my big boo-boo. I probably never told you about doing that. I was so friggin embarrassed. It happened at Lincoln schoolwhen we lived in Iowa.
I once got stuck in a cardboard type barrel. Mom had this huge knife and was trying to cut me out as I was screaming because I just knew that she was going to cut me. She got me out and then I got stuck again. I am surprised that she did not just leave me in the barrel for being that dumb.
Cindy, you'd better be glad I wasn't around. I would have rolled you all around in it. LOL.
Hey now that might have been fun as long as you eventually helped me get out.
I would have taken pictures of you, then rolled you around...then helped you out if you asked nicely.
The only thing that I ever got my head stuck in. I don't know if I want to tell. Oh well what the hell. It was 65 ford mustang steering wheel and that all I'm saying.
LOL...Aunt Vickie! You know I am going to imagine the worst.
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