The Time My Dad Fainted At His Own Reflection

The Time My Dad Fainted At His Own Reflection

Yes, you read that right.

Let me just repeat it louder for those in the back (though I don't think that's possible to do in an article): my dad fainted at his own reflection.

There may be a lot of speculation as to what happened. Did he get a stroke while admiring himself in the mirror? Did the gods decide to smite him for his sins? Did he finally realize what a reflection was? Did he faint after being forced to confront the sheer ugliness of himself?

No, it was much worse than that.

With that being said, be careful; this story has been known to kill brain cells.

It was an average night in Washington D.C. My family and I had just gotten back to the hotel, and I was happy after finding a few flowers I decided to put in a plastic cup filled with water. Everybody was exhausted from a long day of walking, including me. I brushed my teeth, took a shower, set my flowers on a nightstand and went to sleep.

At around 1 a.m. my mom heard a thud. I had rolled off the bed, smacked my head on the corner of the nightstand and faceplanted on the floor. After staying there for a while, I sleepwalked back to my bed. Everything went back to normal.

At around three in the morning, my dad got up. He was thirsty and dehydrated. Stumbling around the room in the darkness of 3 a.m., his hands felt a plastic cup with water in it. Eager for some clean, fresh water, he drank whatever was in the cup.

Well, turns out the water inside wasn't very clean as he ended up drinking a few of the flowers I had picked earlier with it. After realizing he had drunk from the plastic cup with my flowers, he staggered, coughing and sputtering, to the bathroom to wash it out.

On the way there, he passed by a mirror. The light from the dimly lit hallway managed to sneak under the door, illuminating the mirror in front of him. He took a cursory glance and ended up seeing himself. As he beheld the vague outline of his reflection in the mirror, he knew what it was: an intruder.

With a crash, he fell on the floor because he thought his reflection was a burglar. He didn't even try to fight it or dial 911 (though I admit, it would've been entertaining if he started battling his reflection.) Nope. He just took one look in the mirror and fainted.

So I think we can learn a lot about how to defend ourselves with this story. When a trespasser comes in looking for money, try fainting. They might just die of laughter. Extra points if you think you are the robber and faint at yourself, (nice one dad).

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Dear Mom, From Your Daughter In College

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Dear Mom,

Do you remember when I was three and we would play together? It was the age of princesses and carpet that was actually lava, and you were the prettiest woman in the whole wide world. Do you remember when I was in high school and the world seemed too big and scary? You would know exactly when to take me on a mother-daughter date and have me laughing about anything and everything, and you were the smartest woman in the whole wide world. Now, I'm buried in homework and deadlines hours away from you and we don't get to talk as much you want, but you're still the prettiest, smartest woman in the whole wide world.

I'm sorry that I don't call you as much as I should, and you know a lot of what goes on in my world via posts and pictures. Our schedules just seem to never line up so we can have the three-hour conversations about everything like I want to. I know we don't agree on absolutely everything, but I cherish every piece of advice you give me, even though it probably seems like I'm hardly listening. I know that sometimes we get on each other's nerves, but thank you for putting up with me for all of these years. Thank you for listening to me cry, complain, question things and go on and on about how everything in college is. I know I don't come home as much as I used to, but I think about you all the time. After all, you're my first friend, and therefore, my best friend.

Thank you for celebrating my successes with me, and not downing me too hard for my failures. Thank you for knowing what mistakes I shouldn't make, but letting me make them anyway because you want me to live my life and be my own person. Thank you for knowing when to ask about the boy I've been talking about, and when to stop without any questions. Thank you for letting me be my crazy, weird, sometimes know-it-all self.

Thank you for sitting back and watching me spread my wings and fly. There is no way I could have known how to grow into the woman I am today if I hadn't watched you while I was growing up so I would know what kind of person I should aspire to be. Thank you for being the first (and the best) role model I ever had. You continue to inspire and amaze me every day with all that you do, and all that you are.

I don't know how I got so lucky to have a person in my life like you, but I thank the Lord every night for blessing me with the smartest, prettiest person to be my best friend, my role model, my confidant, my person and most importantly, my mother.


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