Further proof that I am, at times, like a living, breathing sit-com character:
1) I opened a can of black bean soup for lunch at work. As I opened the pop-top, it splattered all over my light khaki jacket. I walked around w/ brown, poo-poo color spots all over the jacket for the rest of the day (I had a revealing cami on underneath the jacket, so I couldn't exactly take the jacket off).
2) I couldn't find my mouth guard for several days. The mouth guard is a retainer-like device that sits in my mouth when I sleep, covering my top teeth so I don't grind them to a pulp. I had no idea where the mouth guard had gone. I finally found it in my computer bag while I was at work. Seems it fell off my nightstand into my bag, and I'd been carrying it around for days.
3) The other day I had on a cowl-neck shirt. Late in the day I looked down and noticed there was a pretzel caught in the folds of the cowl neck. It was placed such that I couldn't see it from my vantage point, but everyone else had a very clear view of the pretzel. I had pretzels for lunch...by the time I noticed it, it was dinnertime
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