AFTER THE BEEP

So not only did I lose my tennis match last night…

And not only did a couple of the guys from my tennis league come up to me afterward to cheer me up…

But apparently, as I was packing up my things, I must’ve accidentally hit a few buttons on my cell phone, which proceeded to dial the first name in my address book.

And so my friend Adam discovered a two-minute voicemail on his phone this morning of the entire pep talk.

Them: “You’re hitting really well.”

Me: (pouting shamelessly) “If only I could start winning!”

Them: “You’ll start winning, just you wait.”

Me: (pouting AND whining shamelessly) “I’ve BEEN waiting! FOREVER!!!!!!”

Great, huh? Because, you know, losing wasn’t humbling enough in itself.