Corpse Run 208: Finishing Skool
Hey, today is May 14th, 2012! Know what that means? It’s Corpse Run’s second birthday!
Holey-Moley!
So with that business out of the way, it’s time to get into the meat of this post. As many of you already know (or wouldn’t be surprised to hear) I am totally at a loss when it comes to proper “shooting the breeze” public conversation.
On Friday, I happened on by NYU’s Spring Animation Showcase to take a look at all the finished cartoons put out this year by the students. I’d first like to say that the show was awesome and that everyone whose work was in the screening should be really proud of the job they did! As I was leaving, however, I bumped into a friend (let’s call him Stan) who was talking to an old professor of mine (who was really awesome and definitely one of my favorite teachers during my time there… and we’ll call him Daniel).
We said our hellos… but then Daniel dropped this bombshell of a question: “How are you?”
Terrifying, right?
My brain was still in the process of finding the correct words when my mouth decided to blurt out, “I haven’t died yet!”
The phrase hung in the air momentarily, and then fizzled, lost in the sea of other guests’ conversations.
Daniel’s head slowly tilted to the side as his eyebrows furrowed. “That’s… good,” he managed to say.
Stan, who knows that I often say totally stupid things, tried to cover for me, “How’s that going for you?” he asked.
Rather than rebound with general pleasantries, I dug my hole deeper. “Actually, really well! I’m on a pretty big streak, you see… twenty three years of not dying in a row!”
Suffice to say that even if my face didn’t turn red, I certainly imagined at the time that it did. I excused myself as quickly as humanly possible and bolted out the door.
So if my professor happens to be reading this, I’m sorry for sounding like a complete buffoon.
Someday, I’ll be able to hold normal conversation.
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Conversation is overrated. I don’t talk to people in real life and I’m fine.
Overrated? Possibly! Just in case, however, I’d like to be better at it =P
I guess I’m bad at conversation too, because that sounds like something I would say.
Sounds like the both of us are prone to blush-inducing moments, then =P
For shame Alex, that’s when you plug your 200+ strip comic and it’s 2 year old-ness!! show them that, hey, I am using my overpriced education… a bit.
Happy Birthday Corpse Run!!
I panicked!
And thanks!
“Someday, I’ll be able to hold normal conversation.”
God I hope not, then where will I get to enjoy the awkwardness of someone else blurting out the wrongest thing to say for a change?
True story: On a first date with a friend of a friend I managed to insult her parents, accidentally imply her brother was gay, and call her fat all in the first 20 minutes of our date. Yeah, there wasn’t a second date.
Forget about a second date, did she ever talk to you again?
Do a stream of swear words count?
Obligated yet excited Happy Birthday to Corpse Run! It’s been a blast, and shall continue to be of explosive nature.
See, this is why I just envision myself as the dashing rogue I long to be, and say clever, witty utterings during conversation. Then I later find out I’m just an asshole.
Oh man, I’m totally with you and am sure I’ve unintentionally come off as an asshole many a times.
With any luck I’ll be able to keep that from happening in the future.
And thanks for the strip B-Day wish!
Just to be a pain in the ass and razz you for a change: that shadow on his leg in panel one looks like he either peed himself or a shadow hand is reaching for his manly bits. Also, what happened to his cup in panel 3?
“shadow hand is reaching for his manly bits.”
Perhaps their house is haunted? …and the ghost also stole his cup?
Naw, I just dun goofed! Oops =P
It took WAY too long (at least three times seeing this strip) to get the ‘finishing’ part of the joke.
I didn’t start having a conversation socially with other people until I was in 7th grade… And the results weren’t that pretty.