I have a new
embarrassing story for myself :)
This initially
happened like months ago, but my flatmate and I were out one night, we got out
of the club and headed for food. We were standing waiting to get served when,
for reasons that are unfortunately a tad cloudy, she got a hold of my phone and
ended up requesting Greg James as a friend on Facebook.
Yeah, like Greg
James, the Radio 1 DJ and presenter. Lil' backstory here – I’ve had
a little bit of a crush on this guy since I was like 13, and shamelessly,
everyone knows it (13 year old Hannah would be mortified at me right now, btw).
My flatmate also knew this, and when I realised three days later that the
request was still pending (and of course, therefore was ignored without even
being rejected, rude), I just about died.
So that’s all
good, right? I cancelled the request, life can continue – albeit, should I ever
come to meet the poor guy I couldn’t disclose my identity out of fear of the
police being called. But that’s not how I do things cause I’m just the absolute
worst.
Fast forward like
three months to last week, and it’s all forgotten about. Myself and the same
flatmate spend the evening reminiscing on past years at uni with some wine, and
eventually each head off to bed. But the reflections have me thinking. All the
chat of lost friendships and fallouts have me feeling like amends need to be
made. I need to make things right with people I have wronged in the past.
And of all the
people, my intoxicated mind decided Greg was a must. As if he still lies awake
at night, questioning over and over again whatever the case of that random
Scottish girl was. So I wrote him an email, apologising and asking for his
forgiveness. Then promptly fell asleep, and forgot all about it.
I’m a dedicated Podcastard
(props if you know what this is), and so on Friday I put on the new edition of
the "That's What He Said" podcast while I pottered around my room for a bit. And
about 15 minutes in, I genuinely screamed.
Have you ever felt
ready to curl up and die at the sound of Chris Smith with the News recounting
your drunken antics? And only hearing Greg’s response as an audibly disgusted
“oh god”? If so, is there any counseling available?
Moral of the
story: don’t add strangers on Facebook, even if they’re radio presenters. Not
only is it weird, but you’ll never live it down.
