Awkward moments
Today I took an unexpected and unfamiliar break and talked to people at work. Usually I'm a hermit working constantly in my office-cave. However, there was an intern leaving, and free cake. While chatting, 2 or 3 of the women kept glancing down at my (shirt? chest? jeans?). I hate that. I checked and there was nothing on my shirt or pants that I could see. My fly wasn't down. I hadn't grown a third boob. What? WHAT?!! Either say what's distracting you or stop looking.
Makes me regret talking to people.
Makes me regret talking to people.
2 Comments:
At 11:24 p.m.,
Lapsura said…
It was your chin. They were doing the Calvin & Hobbes thing where they try to disconcert you. Seems like they won?
Or maybe you should do that in response. Make them feel self-conscious.
At 9:54 p.m.,
Amy said…
Perhaps. I still think they're jerkins.
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