My mom and I had gone out to lunch, and as she was in the bathroom, the restaurant's manager walked up to me and exclaimed "You play lacrosse?! Oh my goodness so does my daughter!!!! She loves it, she spent a month this summer up at this intense LAX camp, it was epic. She's an underclassman, so we don't know if she can play Varsity just yet."
He had gotten so far along in his lacrosse discussion that I didn't have the heart to correct him and make him feel embarrassed, so I just played along with it, nodding my head and saying "yep" and "oh yeah, definitely" between sentences. Then, he asked me "What position do you play?" I was stumped. I only knew one position in my limited knowledge of girls' LAX, and it was the goalie. So I said that, and Mr. Manager was thoroughly impressed and wished me a good season.
So now I'm the goalie on the girl's lacrosse team. My life is now lacriss-crossed.
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