Assume?

Why is it that when I assume I only make an ass out of me?

Someone explain to me how that is fair.

I'm going to attempt something rather dangerous tonight.

I'm going to attempt to go back in time.

I'm going to go back to when I was five years old and was standing out front of a church watching a wedding and this lady standing next to me that I didn't know kept saying, Chris look at this and Chris look at that till I finally turned around and said, on the verge of tears, "But I am looking!" Only to realize that there was another little boy standing next to me. Another little boy whose name turned out to be Chris.

I'm going to go back to that time when I was in high school and was explaining to this teacher about something that had happened at home when I realized this girl standing nearby had over heard. And as I realized she turned to me and said, "What?" And since I couldn't think of anything else to say I repeated what I had just said. I was confused by her look of shock. Only to realize that she hadn't heard me the first time, she had just happened to look up at the right time and wasn't questioning what I said but why I was looking at her.

I'm going to go back to that day when one of the guys pulled over next to me as I was walking home from football practice and without thinking I opened the car door and said thank you but I didn't need a ride I'd walk. Only to see that he had pulled over to pick something up that he had dropped on the floor.

I'm going to go back to the day where I was driving back to my apartment with a friend and we were talking about high school, and he said "I didn't realize you were the Outcast type." To which I responded that I wouldn't have considered myself an outcast, but certainly wasn't someone on the inside during high school due to a variety of reasons. Only to realize that Outkast was playing on the radio.

I'm going to go back to the day of SCILS graduation. After graduation a girl I had only met a few times came up to me and said congratulations, to which I said thank you. She looked at me funny, and again said congratulations. I said thank you again, only to realize that she wasn't talking to me. She didn't even know who I was.

And I'm going to go back to earlier tonight. When I made an unfair assumption that I certainly should not have made causing someone I care very much about to become sort of uncomfortable and causing me to have yet another awkward Palomba moment.

So, yes, tonight I'm going to attempt something rather dangerous.

And if that doesn't work out I'll just get together with the guys and have a few drinks.

Happy Thanksgiving.