Funny thing happened a few weeks ago at work. Yes, it was a few weeks ago and I’m JUST NOW getting it pen to paper…or fingers to keyboard. Things have been hectic (more so than usual) which is great, but my hobby has been pushed to the side. My apologies again!! Only recently have I realized that someone other than Dear Ol’ Dad is still reading. In fact, some of you have actually called me out on on the fact that you’ve been visiting DWC and I haven’t updated. (I’m lookin’ at you, Bev.) So here goes…
Since these absolutely ridiculous things happen to me on a near-daily basis, I’ve definitely neglected sharing them with you…loyal readers. To put it lightly, I have a total knack for making a bit of an ass out of myself in public. Luckily, I seem to be slightly likable so it’s typically passed off with mild embarrassment. That’s not completely true: I’m usually pretty embarrassed inside while those around me narrowly escape.
So like I said, it’s a few weeks ago and I’m at work, working through lunch. This is a new thing as I usually like to leave my four walls for an hour on a regular basis, but it’s just not happening these days. I digress. So I’m in line to get a salad from the onsite vendor that day and I’m standing with Avu talking about how we wish we weren’t working through lunch but rather sitting by a pool with a nice boat drink when I think I see a friend of mine walking up the stairs next to us. I say “think” because the stair railing is slightly completely blocking the guys face. And I say “friend” because what little of the face I can see, I’m about 0–1/2% sure that I know this person.
So naturally, what do I do? Obnoxiously smile and HUGE wave at my “friend.” Because that’s what normal people in the corporate professional world do. At work. In the lunch line.
Obviously you have a feeling where this story is headed. And if you don’t, you need to go back to Day 1 of “Down With Cantaloupe” and get to know me and my luck a little better to truly appreciate this.
As my “friend’s” face is revealed in between stair railings my mind is VERY SLOWLY (and a little too late, I might add) letting me know that in fact, I have no FRIGGIN’ clue who this guy is. None. At all. Never seen him. Only assume he’s actually employed here. Not even sure about that. That’s how much I DO NOT know him. Yet my hand is still very high in the air and waving in a back and forth motion and my face is making a “HEY BUDDY!! I’M GOING TO BE AN IDIOT AND SMILE HUGE AT YOU” face. Stop body. Abort mission. ABORT!!
Too late. I turn towards the opposite wall as fast as I can. And Avu says “Oh my gosh…that guy has the BIGGEST grin. Do you know him?” No, no apparently I do not.
Avu: “Well he’s sure as hell not gonna forget YOU now!!” And the laughter ensues.
I haven’t seen my “friend” since. Which is probably a good thing because I really never got a good look at his face. He could wave like hell at me and I’d probably look for someone behind me. Or maybe I sit next to him now. Who knows.
Happy Almost-Friday!! We’re getting closer gang…and I couldn’t be happier!!