So. Yes. That happened.
This morning, after I had arrived at my place of bizzzznezzz, I remembered that the 'big boss' was visiting, so before I walked in, I thought I should run into the bathrooms and check my hair. To make sure it didn't look like shit (totally possible). You know, to brush maybe.
So yeah, check it out, I looked awesome. GO ME.
Strutted out of the bathroom. Pocket of my chiffon shift dress (it sounds weird, but it is awesome) caught on door lock. FUCK. RIPPED A MOTHERFUCKING HOLE THE SIZE OF CHINA IN THE SIDE OF MY DRESS. Oh dear. I couldn't go home. I had just arrived.
Reception staff helped me to secure a scarf over gaping chasm with safety pins. Looked like I was insane and got dressed in the asylum all day. Weird look at scarf dress by boss. Shame ensued.
oh my god, it's like we share the same luck. i once ripped my pants in the crotch on a day trip with 100 high school seniors. i was a volunteer chaperone. no good deed goes unpunished.
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