Bad Poster Girl?
Egad! I’d a mini heart attack after class last night. And got a wee bit taste of fame, for like, two seconds--didn’t like it one bit.
Campus Security Guard: Hey, I know you! Your photos are plastered all over the boys’ hostel, you know. I’ve seen the photos.
Me: WHAT? WHAT PHOTOS?
Campus Security Guard: Photos on some promotional posters about the Uni.
Me: Oh.
And there I thought that I, unbeknownst to me, had pulled a Weiner at the campus. I swear, I almost aged a hundred years in that moment.
Ah, life as a small-time (albeit reluctant) celeb.
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