Shameless Self-Promotion · 17 January 2015
It was not me. As much as I would like to take credit for the shameless self-promotion in our staff room before the Christmas break, it really was not my doing. My words came back to haunt me.
Two of my friends, M & M (the ones who claim to be my only two real readers), decided to make my words come back to haunt me. I knew they were going to do it. After all, one of them told me it was going to happen. I just did not know when. Or how.
I thought something was up the last week of school before our Christmas break. Something Marc (not the one who wants to be the green M) said, led me to believe it was imminent. That the other shoe was about to drop. Each day I would wonder what they were planning. And each day, I was disappointed. I just wanted to get it over with. Then, when I was finally convinced that I was wrong about that week being the week, it happened.
When I walked into the staff room, I was greeted by a set of messy tables. There were papers strewn all about. It was unusual to say the least. Then, I looked a little closer. All the pages were Musings of MediocreMan. They were all my blog posts since the beginning of the school year. Printed out and placed on the table for all to see. Another colleague who was in the room was kind enough to humor me and take a set that he said he wanted to read. Needless to say, I was a bit embarrassed. And humbled. And actually, thankful for friends.
As is my routine, I walked up to the front office to say hello and check my box for mail. Our staff mail boxes are not enclosed so I could see that everybody had at least a page of MediocreMan. I laughed to myself some more. And was embarrassed some more too.
During lunch, everybody laughed at the prank. A few of them were kind enough to read some of the pieces. And then Mike (the green M) came in. He was supposed to have known about and participated in the whole prank, but apparently their lines of communication were not completely in sync. Still, he picked up on the theme and added his own touch.
“Is five minutes during the assembly going to be enough time for your shameless self-promotion?” he asked as he grinned his silly grin. Then, he grabbed a Musing and pretended to scan it. “Maybe you need fifteen minutes instead.” He giggled some more.
Somewhere during lunch another of my colleagues innocently asked if I was the one who printed out all those pieces and left them for everybody to read. Needless to say, her innocent remark (looking back, maybe it was not so innocently) just helped to humble me more. And added fuel to the fire already started by my friends.
Of course, M and M just laughed at me and pointed out that it had to have been me shamelessly promoting myself. After all, they reasoned (facetiously, I might add), I do it all the time.
If I was a prankster, I would surely come up with something to get back at my friends. But alas, all I can do is laud them with praise and thank them for being my friends. After all, escalation would certainly not be in my favor.
I got one new “like” on Facebook the day of their prank. It might have been coincidence. Or maybe it was to show: Sometimes, we all need to do a little shameless self-promotion.
© 2015 Michael T. Miyoshi
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