Not a peep from either guy at the cold fusion store where they know me by name because I get all my class supplies there.
Even the lady I chatted with at the thrift store as I looked for 3 new forks (I keep losing them) didn't say a word.
And its just too much to expect the guy at the grocery deli cutting my provolone to mention anything.
This is not even close to the time I ripped my shorts open getting in my truck, or discovering my shirt is gaping open at the boobs (which happened tons of times), or discovering blood running down my leg during a chat with a colleague, or any of a dozen other embarrassing moment from the past.
In fact, I just laughed when the used Q-tip I often keep tucked behind one ear fell out as I took my sunglasses off when I got home. It's not the first time, and it will likely not be the last.
I can hear you now......... Gross! ........EWWW.
Whatever. My ears itch.
2 comments:
I definitely think that some of those other things you mentioned are much worse than the Q tip behind the ear. But, I also understand your consternation about no one saying anything. It always amazes me that I can get through most, if not all of the day with a green something stuck in my teeth, paint smeared on my face, mascara smeared under my eye , or a bugger hanging from my nose without one student giving me the slightest hint... The little darlins.
Actually ewww was not the response I had. I didn't get too far into the post before I figured out where this was going based on the picture and just started laughing--right out loud. Too funny. At least it wasn't actually sticking ot of your ear! Made me laugh.
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