You've been hearing me gripe for awhile that we never practiced my song for the musical I'm in, and it's getting down to the wire. Well, we finally did it once last Sunday, and it was okay, but not my best work. Plus, there was no blocking involved, so I just kind of stood there and did my own thing.
After that practice, the director requested that I come in early tonight to work on it one on one. I did, and everything was going great. I was singing on pitch. I sounded like I knew what I was doing, we were learning movements and I was still able to sing while doing them. All good stuff.
And then... the embarrassment came.
He has me walking backwards towards one of the benches we have sectioning off the stage (think like a fence across the stage). Well, these benches have little white parts that stick out from the legs. (I should also tell you that I was wearing backless Crocs today because I came straight from work and didn't want to wear my sneakers). As I'm walking backwards, my heel catches the little sticky-outy part of the bench. I probably could have kept upright in a normal situation, but because of my poor shoe choice, my shoe flew off, and I landed straight on my buttocks. Fantastic.
I wasn't hurt, and I started laughing immediately. There was only the director and one other kid in the room, so it wasn't that bad. After regaining my senses, I retrieve my shoe, put in on, then jumped up and yelled "ta-da!" which of course made both guys laugh.
Later, my friend Matt, who usually comes with me but obviously didn't tonight since I was early, came in while I was talking to one of the other cast mates. I looked over and said, "Guess what you missed!"
His answer: "You fell down, didn't you?"
Um...yes... how did you know? Is this a thing with me? The boy who had seen it informed him that I fell "very gracefully", which I'm not sure is true, but oh well. I really don't mind laughing at myself, so it was a funny story to tell throughout the evening.
Oh... and then I almost did it again.