October 12, 2006
Exit - Stage Left
This post has a bit of a set up and a pretty quick punch line. Hmmm - and could turn into a really bad joke, but we'll just steer away from that.
Let me tell you what happened today.
Started out pretty damned good. You know when you have one of those days when everything just "clicks". Woke up to fresh coffee actally in the pot, not on the counter. There was hot water for a shower. Make up went on great, very natural. Excellent hair day, no frizz and minimal curl. Got dressed in one of my favorite outfits. Black slacks with white pinstripes. They have this really fun cuff and the cut is wonderful. Black sweater and white blouse. Black high heel pumps finished it off perfectly.
I walk different in this outfit, on days like today. Longer stride, head held high. I just felt GOOD.
Had some meetings and, I swear there was just no stopping me. I was on a roll.
The last meeting in the afternoon was a somewhat tense one, but I held my ground. Ended up where I made a bit of a "statement" and we closed the meeting. I was the first to leave the conference room. As I walked down the hallway back to my office, long stride and all....IT happend. My heel caught in my cuff and I fell flat on my face. Literally. Flat. On my face.
And trust me when I tell you....there is no graceful way past that. Just so you know.
When will I learn - me and dramatic exits just don't mix well.
Posted by Tammi at October 12, 2006 07:08 PM | TrackBackOh crap. I am so glad tht stuff like that doesn't just happen to me...
And I don't even wear heels anymore... :^0
You're not hurt though, right???
Posted by: Richmond at October 12, 2006 07:51 PMNothin' hurt but my dignity.......
Posted by: Tammi at October 12, 2006 07:55 PMDidn't I tell you about the lettuce in the lobby of my building? I'm so glad I was wearing underwear that day!
Posted by: oddybobo at October 12, 2006 09:12 PMI'm tellin' ya. We gotta start padding you with bubble wrap.
Posted by: Jerry at October 12, 2006 10:48 PMI'm glad you're okay; I know people who chipped teeth and broken bones doing a header like that!
Not fun... except when my friend tells the story of... Okay, here it is...
He, a manly sheriff's deputy, [at this point he sticks out his chest] stops at Dairy Queen for a shake.
As he waits he exchanges glances with a curvaceous blond, while trying to act very official. You know, listening intently to his radio, looking at his clipboard, really playing it up.
More glances and smiles, more posturing. I know this man, and I'm pretty sure his strutting was of the peacock variety.
He turns to leave, shake in hand, and trips off of the inevitable step found at every DQ... does a half gainer and lands squarely on his face, equipment under him... but where's the shake? Oh, it went up when he went down... and he got a shake shower.
So he slowly gets up, looks over and sees the blond laughing so hard she's about to roll onto the floor... and he beat a hasty retreat to his patrol car... and the nearest shower.
Thankfully, he didn't hurt anything, either... except his pride. :)
Posted by: pam at October 13, 2006 07:33 AMOMG ... now if I ever fall on my face I'm going to have a hard time not laughing for the rest of the day just because I'm going to remember this story.
Posted by: Princess Cat at October 13, 2006 08:47 AM