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Walk of Shame
Jun. 28th, 2011 01:22 pm“Missed my alarm clock ringing. Woke up, telephone screaming.
Bossman singing his same old song.
Rolled in late about an hour, no cup of coffee, no shower.
Walk of shame with two different shoes on.”
For those of you not familiar with these lyrics from Sugarland’s song, “It Happens”, it describes a woman going through what can only be described as a really, really, really bad day. In their peppy and bubbly tune, Sugarland makes a couple of points. At some time or another, we all have a one of those days where things just don’t go right. But rather than get weighed down by it, it makes more sense to just shrug it off, take a moment to laugh at oneself, and say, “Shhhhhh! It happens.” And for me, yesterday was one of those days.
Having come off of another incredibly packed and busy weekend, I slogged through the morning as best I could. No matter what I did, and no matter how much caffeine I had, my brain would simply not function. Co-workers would ask me questions, and word-salad came out. And because the universe hates me, I had lots of back-to-back meetings scheduled for the afternoon. No peace for the wicked! Suffice it to say that things went a bit crazy as I tried to get too much done at one time with no Calgon Bath in site to rescue me.
Finally, late in the day, I took an afternoon coffee break, nearly running out the door in between people catching me in the hall to ask a question. Having a brief moment of quiet to just walk around and be by myself, I was able to take a breath, calm down, and muster some thoughts as I took in the sun and fresh air. Then, as I strolled around, I felt something funny. One shoe felt a little looser than the other. Clearly I had a lace untied, or so I thought.
I must confess that it took a split-second for me to figure out the problem. Both shoes were tied. Yet… one was squared off while the other was not. Huh? Does not compute, does not compute. OH CRAP! I had two different shoes on! All day long, I had been walking around in the office, and in all kinds of back-to-back meetings oblivious to the fact that all along I had been doing the Walk of Shame. UGH!!!!!!!!! What should I DO?!
Should I run home and grab the right shoe?
Should I pretend that I was inspired by Helena Bonham Carter’s red carpet style?
Should I wait for somebody to say something and then try to convince them that they are delusional? Or… should I just shrug it off, laugh, and say to myself, “Shhhhhh! It Happens”?
Needless to say, I did the latter. After all, I am not perfect, nor will I ever be. And if I am going to make these occasional goofs, I figure it’s best to shrug them off, laugh at myself, and move on. In fact, I think I will even embrace them. I mean, when you think about it, is there anything else in the universe that you can truly, truly call your own as much as a mistake?
So yep, I’m a dork. I wore mismatched shoes. Ya know what?
"The irrifutable, indesputable, absolutable, totally beautiful fact is... Shhhhh…. It happens"
Bossman singing his same old song.
Rolled in late about an hour, no cup of coffee, no shower.
Walk of shame with two different shoes on.”
For those of you not familiar with these lyrics from Sugarland’s song, “It Happens”, it describes a woman going through what can only be described as a really, really, really bad day. In their peppy and bubbly tune, Sugarland makes a couple of points. At some time or another, we all have a one of those days where things just don’t go right. But rather than get weighed down by it, it makes more sense to just shrug it off, take a moment to laugh at oneself, and say, “Shhhhhh! It happens.” And for me, yesterday was one of those days.
Having come off of another incredibly packed and busy weekend, I slogged through the morning as best I could. No matter what I did, and no matter how much caffeine I had, my brain would simply not function. Co-workers would ask me questions, and word-salad came out. And because the universe hates me, I had lots of back-to-back meetings scheduled for the afternoon. No peace for the wicked! Suffice it to say that things went a bit crazy as I tried to get too much done at one time with no Calgon Bath in site to rescue me.
Finally, late in the day, I took an afternoon coffee break, nearly running out the door in between people catching me in the hall to ask a question. Having a brief moment of quiet to just walk around and be by myself, I was able to take a breath, calm down, and muster some thoughts as I took in the sun and fresh air. Then, as I strolled around, I felt something funny. One shoe felt a little looser than the other. Clearly I had a lace untied, or so I thought.
I must confess that it took a split-second for me to figure out the problem. Both shoes were tied. Yet… one was squared off while the other was not. Huh? Does not compute, does not compute. OH CRAP! I had two different shoes on! All day long, I had been walking around in the office, and in all kinds of back-to-back meetings oblivious to the fact that all along I had been doing the Walk of Shame. UGH!!!!!!!!! What should I DO?!
Should I run home and grab the right shoe?
Should I pretend that I was inspired by Helena Bonham Carter’s red carpet style?
Should I wait for somebody to say something and then try to convince them that they are delusional? Or… should I just shrug it off, laugh, and say to myself, “Shhhhhh! It Happens”?
Needless to say, I did the latter. After all, I am not perfect, nor will I ever be. And if I am going to make these occasional goofs, I figure it’s best to shrug them off, laugh at myself, and move on. In fact, I think I will even embrace them. I mean, when you think about it, is there anything else in the universe that you can truly, truly call your own as much as a mistake?
So yep, I’m a dork. I wore mismatched shoes. Ya know what?
"The irrifutable, indesputable, absolutable, totally beautiful fact is... Shhhhh…. It happens"
