I felt like I was piecing my life back together, again. After not getting that job I had decided to move on and stop looking in at the dress I had decided to buy at RW as a celebration dress which I can no longer afford and the adorable ankle boots I was also going to get. I started packing my lunch instead of eating at the food court on my breaks. I applied to a few more jobs on Monday. I visited my family on the weekend. Yes, I found I could move on, and possibly up. There was something else out there for me. Something better even!
Today I headed out to work at the mall. I was walking because I cannot afford a car on my luxurious salary of under $600/month. Also, let's be serious, I need the exercise. I have become extremely inactive, even for an unemployed person. While walking I thought of a funny story I wanted to tell my littlest sister. I called her up, but since it had snowed last night and I was freezing I did something a little silly. I never wear hats, for unknown reasons I hate them, instead I have a cute little headband to keep my ears warm. I stuck my phone under my headband, thus creating my very own 'hands free' talking! This is not an attractive look, but it served its purpose and it was early and nobody else was out. I was zipping along trying to get to the mall when I decided to take a little short cut through a very small patch of grass. This is where the problems started. They ended with me dramatically slipping and falling into a mud puddle, screaming at the top of my lungs and grasping for my stupid phone which stayed stuck in my headband.
Please, picture this. I am covered in mud, showing up to work right on time, but no extra time to go back and get changed. I cannot afford buy new pants. I definitely cannot afford to call in sick. I have no choice. I show up, pants soaked all the way up my butt, muddy and awful. Is there really no end to my humiliation? World, I apologize for whatever I did in a previous lifetime, but I do believe I have suffered enough. Seriously. Enough. I am not sure how much more I can handle.
In hilarious news, if that isn't enough, when I went to work and explained the story, I finished with, "you know, just in case you were wondering why I showed up looking like such a mess..." to which a co-worker simply raised an eyebrow and stared me down. I was forced to reply with an awkward, "well, more of a mess than usual. *uncomfortable giggle*"
I tried to google various pictures of mud puddles and wearing your cell phone in your headband, but apparently this unique situation has not happened to anybody else, or if it has they have not documented in on the internet. So, I have taken this opportunity to draw you a visual Paint representation of what happened. Enjoy. If you would like a self portrait done please send me your most embarassing moment and I will try to my best to draw it for you.
Today I headed out to work at the mall. I was walking because I cannot afford a car on my luxurious salary of under $600/month. Also, let's be serious, I need the exercise. I have become extremely inactive, even for an unemployed person. While walking I thought of a funny story I wanted to tell my littlest sister. I called her up, but since it had snowed last night and I was freezing I did something a little silly. I never wear hats, for unknown reasons I hate them, instead I have a cute little headband to keep my ears warm. I stuck my phone under my headband, thus creating my very own 'hands free' talking! This is not an attractive look, but it served its purpose and it was early and nobody else was out. I was zipping along trying to get to the mall when I decided to take a little short cut through a very small patch of grass. This is where the problems started. They ended with me dramatically slipping and falling into a mud puddle, screaming at the top of my lungs and grasping for my stupid phone which stayed stuck in my headband.
Please, picture this. I am covered in mud, showing up to work right on time, but no extra time to go back and get changed. I cannot afford buy new pants. I definitely cannot afford to call in sick. I have no choice. I show up, pants soaked all the way up my butt, muddy and awful. Is there really no end to my humiliation? World, I apologize for whatever I did in a previous lifetime, but I do believe I have suffered enough. Seriously. Enough. I am not sure how much more I can handle.
In hilarious news, if that isn't enough, when I went to work and explained the story, I finished with, "you know, just in case you were wondering why I showed up looking like such a mess..." to which a co-worker simply raised an eyebrow and stared me down. I was forced to reply with an awkward, "well, more of a mess than usual. *uncomfortable giggle*"
I tried to google various pictures of mud puddles and wearing your cell phone in your headband, but apparently this unique situation has not happened to anybody else, or if it has they have not documented in on the internet. So, I have taken this opportunity to draw you a visual Paint representation of what happened. Enjoy. If you would like a self portrait done please send me your most embarassing moment and I will try to my best to draw it for you.
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| Yes, I took some liberties and made myself a lot blonder and thinner. I needed something to brighten my day. |
bahahaha! fond memories. I do not give you permission to illustrate any of my embarassing moments.
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