Just My Luck: Getting Ahead of Myself (Again)
I was on a roll; everything was going swell...ok, maybe not everything, but I had nothing to complain about. Then it came to a screeching halt.
This week was professional hell...there's nothing worse than being hired and 3 months later, you're still in limbo because of organization reshuffling (ok, maybe it's worse if I didn't actually have a job). And add to that I don't like my colleague...So these were the issues I was dealing with this week at work, along with unrealistic deadlines and watching the projects I'd been working on for months just get cancelled right in front of my very eyes.
(I promise this isn't just a work-related rant; there's a dating story in there somewhere).
So yesterday, there was a big company meeting...the head of our division called aaaalllll the various departments together to speak about the changes and to introduce new folks. After trying unsuccessfully to avoid the afternoon glare through the windows, and failing to get any of my colleagues' attention who were sitting right by the shades, I decide to just get up and close them myself.
Just my luck that at the very moment I decide to get up and close them, the Head decides to start talking about getting the right people in place for the jobs.
Just my luck that I'd forgotten I had a sanitary napkin in my pocket, which fell out in front of a dude that I'd met just days before and had pretty good flirting with. I debated whether or not to leave it there and pretend it wasn't mine, but it was obvious that it wasn't there before I'd come over to pull down the shades. There goes that opportunity.
Just my luck that as I go to retrieve it, the Head decides to announce me as the newest member of his team, so of course all 30+ pairs of eyes turn to me. Ah yes, one of two black female VPs in the entire division, and how do I represent for my people? Juggling maxi pads in a divisional meeting. Way to go, SE!
And to top it all off, I just saw a mouse run across my bedroom floor this morning.
See what happens when you think you're on a roll?
If you have anyting that tops this, shoot me an email...I could really use a good laugh right now. (Search, even your treadmill story isn't helping right now)
Labels: Predicaments, Simply SE
posted by SimplEnigma @ 12:32 AM
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5 Comments:
I don't think the sanitary napkin story is too too too bad. Ok... add one more "too" to that.
Sorry to hear about the re-org at work. Incidentally my company had a mini-one as well but apparently I am not affected (or so they say). Good luck with that!
aww shucks, don't take life too seriously,
everyone makes a flub now and then..
And miss VP you should not be flirting with the minions...
*bwoy sah*
well, how bout this...maybe not quite as bad as yours, but my regulatory work on a newly approved drug is being challenged by a big pharma company, which could mean a trade secret suit in the works against moi as an agent of my employer....but get this, my team leader does the second reviewing, and apparently she doesn't have to help with defending
...interestingly enough, she signed off on the final product....but guess who gets left flapping in the breeze.
ah well.
as for the pad falling out on the floor....at least it wasn't a tampon. LOL
aaawww cringe! All the best in the re-org.
Hehe, Oh Simple, I'm here cracking up at your expense. Sorry.
Remind me of the time, I put a tampon in my bosom (people still use that word?) to go to the ladies room, reach the ladies room and notice that the tampon was no-where to be found; on my way back to my office, notice that the tampon was lying in the passage in front of my office and in front of this lady's desk. What was I to do? I just nonchalantly picked it up. These things happen. That's what us girls have to cope with.
I prefer that to having to walk with hands in pocket because the 'member' with the mind of its own decides to take a stand, hehe.
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