Most people would agree with me that being used by someone is not something they aspire too. Most people likely avoid it at all costs. However, I would bet that most people have not been used in the same way I was used Friday…

I went to dinner with Kaileigh, Sam, and Mitch, and while we were there, the skies decided to open and pour down rain. I had come prepared (though not as prepared as I would have liked) and was wearing a hoody (my hair was nice and straight and I wanted to keep it that way). My friends were not. As it turns out, Sam did not need an umbrella or a hoody: he had me. Apparently, I double as an umbrella. He literally hauled me over his shoulder to keep him dry (not comfortable on a full stomach). He walked with me like that nearly all the way back to Old Lynn. Bumpy ride for me. Then, when he finally put me down, I was so unsteady from being bumped around that I nearly collapsed. But that wasn’t as important as the fact that I really did keep him mostly dry…

So like I said, not many people can say they’ve been used the way I have: as an umbrella. I can now officially say that.