We introverts are a lot like turtles; we stick our necks out and come out of our shells once in a while! Be around those that make you want to come out of your shell and feel alive. Cynthiaism #2
Until you get to know me, I am a rather shy and reserved soul. No doubt that comes from years of just wanting to disappear. I was the girl in school that would rather die than be called on! However, once you get to know me all bets are off. I love being me with those closest to me. Me being quite the sophisticated prankster and sometimes comedienne! So many antics to choose from… Let’s start with my friend being denied his concealed handgun license from the Utah Department of Public Safety.
Don and Mary Beth, my former next-door neighbors and still best friends (surprisingly after this prank!), were hosting a concealed handgun class at their home in Texas. I believe that if they got a certain number of people to attend, their class was free. Fair enough. They hosted the class. They did not provide snacks, just saying. Bah humbug!
Don was so anxious to receive his permit that he hustled to the mailbox every single day. It became quite comical to watch. Time seemed to drag on, as he was so full of anticipation. He was worse than a kid at Christmas! My wheels got turning and I set out to pull off my best prank yet.
First, I constructed a window envelope with the State of Utah seal on it. It looked very official unless you looked too close. I freehanded the window and cut it out with scissors. I recycled the clear plastic window from a bill that I had received and used a glue stick to paste it on my envelope. Work. Of. Art.
Next, I proceeded to type Don a letter explaining why he was being denied his concealed handgun permit. I made sure to use all sorts of long number sets including decimals and paragraph references that pointed out that someone with his mental instability could not possibly be granted such a permit. It looked official.
I even provided the REAL number to the Department of Public Safety on the letterhead that I composed the letter on should he wish to contest the determination. Yes, I even made letterhead! He called BEFORE noticing that the commissioner, Johnny B. Goode at extension XXX-XXXX that was my phone number, signed the letter.
He argued long and hard with them as they assured him that his permit had NOT been denied. Yet, he continued to argue back that he had a letter stating that it had. When they asked him who signed the letter, he knew that he had been had. I am kind of surprised that they actually gave him a permit after his tantrum.
Mary Beth stood in the background as he went on and on with the Department of Public Safety finally whispering to him, “It was Cynthia!”
He then went on to try to explain to them that he has been a victim of a really great practical joke to which I would agree. To this day, it is still in my top three. A true masterpiece!
Moral to this story. Never underestimate the quiet ones. We introverts can become extroverts around those we love. Just like turtles, we stick our necks out and come out of our shells once in a while!
When you find your true tribe, you thrive! Be around those that make you want to come out of your shell and feel alive. God did not make us to live in the shadows but rather in His light!
Until Next Time.