Since I’m fully aware that everything communicates something, what exactly does it say to your donor friend when you visit them and the chair you sit in kinda “gives” a little underneath you.
I don’t know you if have personally ever had this experience before, but nothing says “you need to go on a diet and lay off the peach cobbler you made this weekend” like the springs in the chair you are sitting in giving out from underneath you.
Yeah, that’s what happened to me today. I visited a very kind man and was talking with him when I decided to scoot back in the chair in his living room. (for my own sanity, I’m going to insert here that the chair did look like it was still celebrating a disco from the 70s..I say that to help convince myself that it was the chair who is going on a couple decades of wear and comfort and not my fat rear that made this situation unfold)
As I moved back in the chair, I heard a semi-“tearing” sound and quiet “boing” and realized that if I moved back any further or put any more pressure on the chair, that I might be sitting on the floor because the chair was about to give out.
So, as to not draw attention to myself, I quickly grabbed the wooden handle of the chair and proceeded for the next hour and 15 mins. to hold myself in my chair by my left hand. I’m sure there was a goofy look on my face and I no doubt left him with the feeling that I have perfect posture based on the way I was sitting up in my seat.
As we walked to the door, I looked back and noticed that the back right corner of the cushion was indeed, shall we say “leaning” a bit. I’m sure it was that way before I sat down and I just didn’t notice.
Nice man…old chair…good posture..sweet conversation..oopsie daisy!
And, PS I did make a peach cobbler this weekend with white peaches and it was amazing..I didn’t even need vanilla ice cream or whipped topping…my mom was proud and my dad was jealous!