The Worries of a Single Question

The feeling of asking a question can be on the top five list for many people to experience in life. I for one have this at number 3 because it has happened so often that it became of fear worthy of the list. Asking a question is based on many things, most of which are whether or not they have been paying attention to someone speaking, or to a lesson that is being taught. The questions asked are always the first thing that comes to mind and usually, people who are slow upstairs ask the first question that pops into their mind. I am indeed one of the people that ask many stupid questions and I become embarrassed after asking if my social barrier is down. I built a tolerance to the feeling of dying because my barrier became stronger than it once was.

I recently asked a stupid question ranked on the worst questions I asked list and it made the room temperature change to 43 degrees Celsius and a face more red than a stick of licorice. The question was, “What happens when you don’t show up for a job interview?” causing me extreme embarrassment and the feeling of wanting to disappear. This is a high-tier stupid question because I got curious and the curiosity caused the first thought to come out and it was this question that was blurted into the air. During this time of pain, the person I asked stood there for two minutes staring straight eye to eye and just laughed at me. He was laughing and I was confused until the question finally processed through and I went and curled into the fetal position.

The next question in the worst questions asked is a doozy because this was out in public. This question made the people around the area start consoling me as it was natural to say the first thing in mind. The question was “Hey, do you make food here” and this was the worst experience for I have public speaking problems. This was asked at a subway of all places, somewhere you actually have them make the food right out in the open. I felt scared because the question was so stupid and would make people angry which I hate making others feel uncomfortable as I was slowing down the line. But some guy behind me came up and helped me as he might have noticed I was quite nervous. Since this moment I have taken a new route and used what is called a subway app, a genius design for people who are scared of going into places full of people. Now I order, I drive to the place, I wait, and finally I walk in and grab the subs right on the side to then walk right out.

The last question of my embarrassing past, which I shall discuss is not necessarily a stupid question, but it did make everything feel like it was on fire and I just ate a ghost pepper. The question was “Hey, can someone help me open this door” and that was truly a disappointing moment I had suffered from. I was walking in or trying to and the door looked like a push so I pushed, but no movement so I tried pulling to no avail. This was the most worrying thing and in public no less, but I kept trying and trying and could never get in. Finally, some lady walking on the sidewalk came up to me and said “Hey, young man, I hope you know this barber shop is closed these days” which meant no matter what I would not have been able to have gotten in. After all this struggle and embarrassment I took one last look at the door and I actually saw a note that said, “We are closed on Wednesdays, Come Back Tomorrow.” This note made the hole I dug even larger and I left the scene as fast as I could.

“What’s more stupid: the question or answer?” by Ewan McIntosh is licensed under CC BY-NC 2.0.