853rd Post - Stupid Things Bevboy Has Done, Part One

Inaugurating another irregularly-published feature on Bevboy's Blog: Stupid Things Bevboy Has Done, or STBHD for short.

This feature, which I'll publish when I feel like it, will showcase things that I have actually done, or had done to me, which made me look or feel foolish. The mental list is growing by the moment. I will formally record them, thereby creating a database of dumbass things that I can draw upon for these posts.

For the first entry in this shameful list, I will go back to when I was about 15 years of age. I used to hitchhike around from time to time. Yeah. I know. It was a dumb thing to do all by itself. But that's not what I want to talk about this evening.

That fine day, I was thumbing a ride home. A young couple pulled over and I gratefully accepted the ride. I opened the passenger front door and tried to wedge the seat open so that I could crawl in the back and be driven closer to my parents' home.

No dice.

The seat wouldn't budge.

The wife, in the passenger seat, looked at me as if I had just grown a second nose and a third mouth. That's when the husband leaned over and looked at me and said, "Um, young man? This is a four door car!"

Yep. Sure enough. There was a door I could have just opened and used to get in the car, but I hadn't seen it.

I got in the car, feeling sheepish. They drove me to my parents' street and I got out and ran home.

This was a long time ago. But I still think of it from time to time. To this day, I hope those people thought I was stoned, freaked out on some drug, or maybe even some escaped mental patient. I would much rather have them think that of me than for them to think that I was stupid.

Much rather.

Next: People see a little too much of Bevboy, back when he was a boy.