Thread: Please Lift Your Frenchtoast

I've talked about being terrified of public places on more than one occasion. Well, today I had to go to the hospital. My father had a stint put in a clogged artery. He is fine and I only mentioned it to set the stage. I was in the hospital.

After they took my father back I headed to the cafeteria for breakfast. We got to the hospital at 5:30 am and I had not eaten since midnight. I slithered shyly around the selfserve bar putting various breakfast foods onto the cheap Styrofoam plate provided. The eggs were runny and the bacon was shriveled to almost nothing. The french toast looked edible but the huge tub of syrup had a thick skim on the top so I just grabbed a few tabs of butter.

When I got in line I noticed that people were weighing their plates and I immediately went into panic mode. So many things could go wrong. Would I spill my food in the floor? Would I need more money than I had in my wallet? My instincts told me to lay the plate of food down and slink off hungrier than when I'd arrived. However, I knew it would be a long day so I stayed in line and hoped beyond hope that things would go smoothly.

My turn comes and I place my plate of crap on the scale and pretend I'm sitting in front of my computer reading the message board. After 30 seconds or so I am snapped back into reality by the cashier who is saying loudly "please lift your french toast off the plate, sir!" Confused, I just stand there staring at my plate. "Please lift your frenchtoast, sir!"

Panic stricken I blurt out a lie and say, "there's syrup on it."
The guy standing behind says, "No, there isn't" in a smooth, calm voice that I envied.
"We don't weight the frenchtoast." the cashier snapped.

At this point everyone in the cafeteria is staring at me. Completely humiliated I pick up my frenchtoast with my thumb and pointer finger. And while it dangles there like a shitty diaper I turn to the guy in line behind me and ask, "Mayweather or De La Hoya?"

He never answered.

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aH! this shit! has me laughing like an idiot.... too fwocken funny... really....

By the way I hate cafeteria food from anywhere....

hahahaahah CC. That's fucken classic. I have a french toast story of my own that maybe I could find and share later. Great line though. Please lift your French toast. That's great.

Let's hope the guy behind you picked Pretty Boy?

WOW....
Im 1/2 pissed...(ok 3/4) so maybe I missed all what this is really all about but If i look like an Idiot i don't really care.

I don't know you at all BG just read a few of your posts and sh1t

Is the public place thing for real?
In your pic you look like a hard ass tough nut! who would know?
Your writing is excellent! very image....uh........creating?
like makes you really feel like your there!

OK here's the fatherly advice part.

Self concious? nervous?....here the TRUTH! NO ONE gives a shit about you!. what your wearing,the toast on your plate. your socks don't match your shirt, you have parsley in your teeth. NO ONE CARES!
They all are all hung up about......THEMSELVES! worryin about what YOU are thinking about them

HERE the key...the secret....(hope you can kinda understand)

DONT look in.....at you...how you feel.....what will people say,think...
NOT inward......

Look out....at them........is he happy?
sad?
smart?
well dressed?
look for the good, be compassionate,listen..
EVERYONE wants to talk about.....THEMSELVES! ask them...
hey how are you doing LISTEN! whats new........any stupid question..to get them talking the drivel..about themselves!!
why are you here in the hospital today? are you visiting someome
tehy will talk for fucking hours! and love you! they wont care if your wearing fake tits and an ape mask! All they want to do is be heard!
Look out........away from you.......
hope you understand.......I do....and everyone loves me.


P.S. if i missed the point here.......I'm using the "I was drunk" excuse!

Thanks for caring, landmine. I'm being serious. No sarcasm intended.

My fear of everything outisde my front door is very real. I've had serious anxiety issues since early childhood. Several factors involved in creating the problem. I can list them if I must...

It was so bad in elementary school that the teachers told my mother I was learning disabled. I would just stare straight ahead because I was too shy to even look at anybody let alone speak outloud. I remember pissing myself because I was too scared to raise my hand and ask to go to the bathroom. Eventually, everyone figured out what my parents already knew... I was smarter than most. Still, am.

I learned to reach out to others in middle school and made some close friends. Those few friends carried over to highschool and are still my best friends to this day. Since highschool I have only gained two new friends. I come from a large family so cousins and uncles made up for the friends I lacked.

I never feel safe in public. I feel like I will be at the wrong place at the wrong time and fall victim to evil circumstances. It's always been like that and always will. On the elevators today I kept thinking that I was going to the wrong floor even though I knew I pushed the right button.

I am sure if you seen my in public you would have no idea that I am metally distressed. Infact, people approach me all the time for directions or petty conversation. Plenty of people to talk to and they pick me...

Anyway, what I have reason can't fix lol

Yes reason can't fix....
BUT someone can.........I was "gorked" in school...now they say "he has trouble with" ...ADD..... ADHD .... whatever.....
I had trouble with ...RCMP LOL
(in Canada, Royal Canadian Mounted Police)
Joking.
NOW? ......degree in Engineering (retired at 32)
Mensa member I.Q. 176 (i don't share this often)
& businesses
5 car dealerships
Service department, Auto brokerage
house ,$$$, cars.,boats.8,moterbikes.5, wife...1 (22 years married)(big tits...2)
4 perfect kids
bla bla bla
I was f#cked up in the head...kinda.........
someone sorted it all out for me long ago...
Sept 20 1978........won't EVER forget.......

"For God hath not given ME the spirit of fear, but of power, and of love and of a sound mind. II Timothy 1:7

For God hath not given ME the spirit of fear, but of power, and of love and of a sound mind. II Timothy 1:7

Good scripture. Good reminder.

You seem like a very thoughtful and smart guy.
ALL i can say......Is the only answer I know.
For me....For you.....for all men.

Last Bible Quote

"And the light shineth in darkness..and the darkness comprehended it not"...John 1:5

"and this is the condemnation,that light is come into the world, and men loved darkness...rather than light...because their deeds were evil."
John 3:20

DONT be one of those men.


All this on a boxing forum! LOL!

P.S. you made a new friend today.