Groundhog Day

Thankfully, when I look back on what life I have lived so far, I don’t have many regrets. Trying to think of a day I wanted to re-live, to re-do, is rather difficult. If I could, I would say I don’t want to change anything, at least not anything I can remember right now.  This is an assignment though, so I will grace you with a recollection of a rather non-important day in my life that could have turned out differently had I changed my mind.

 

It was sophomore year. It was the day of FBLA districts and we were sitting on a bus at eight in the morning waiting for one last person to get on the bus. The real tragedy of the day is that the one person we were waiting on never showed. He decided to skip out on a group that was counting on him for an event that day. I was a parliamentary procedure team and the guy that didn’t show was as well. Our whole group was hoping to go to FBLA state that year but since one of our members was gone, we were in quite a pickle. A team had to have four members and without the no-show that was exactly what we had. We talked it over and decided our whole performance would be messed up without the fifth member so we just decided to forfeit completely, thinking we could never win without all the members of our team. We were already so ticked at the person that didn’t show that we lost any momentum we had for the performance.

 

If I could change that day, I would have convinced the team to perform anyway. Actually, if it weren’t beyond my control, I would have made the fifth doofus show up in the first place. Anyway, we later learned that the teams we would have gone up against sucked. Okay, that was an understatement. One of the teams actually rolled around on the floor in uncontrollable laughter because they forgot all of their lines. Looking back, I think we should have tried anyway. I would have told everyone we might as well try because there wasn’t anything to lose. If we had not forfeited, we might have had a chance to win. Then I wouldn’t have to spend the next two years being peeved at the guy that didn’t show. No, I would definitely still be peeved no matter what happened. I might not still be trying to make it to state in the exact same event we were going to compete in that day.

 

Again, that particular day couldn’t have changed the course of my life. It wasn’t something I think about every day and picture differently in my head. Nevertheless, I still think we should have given it a shot. I guess you could say it taught me the lesson, “You never know unless you try”. I’m glad I can look back on my life and not have any huge regrets or days I wish I could change.