I had a big meeting today.
BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIG.
Like Mad Men big. Me. My idea. My presentation. Biggie-sized big.
Woke up at 5 a.m. because I was so excited I couldn't sleep. Christmas-morning big.
Dyed my hair because my roots were showing. Picked my prettiest blouse. Remembered to put eyeshadow on both eyes. Wore my new pleather biker's jacket.
Looked HAWT.
Got to work.
Realized my armpits were damper than usual.
Took an unobtrusive sniff ...
oopsie!
ReplyDeletebut how did the meeting go?
Oh, I was a rock star, Sherri! Thanks for asking! It was hard for people to hear me from the furthest corner of the room where I was hiding, yards away, arms pinioned to my sides, but it went pretty well considering.
ReplyDeleteSounds like you are completely satisfied with the results from the meeting as well. I don't mind big meetings, but thankfully I don't have to pick out a nice blouse and dye my hair! lol
ReplyDeleteI truly hope all turns out well for you, Cathy.
When you're as good looking as you, Jeremy, you just don't have to worry about blouses and hair dye!
Delete;-p Oh, Cathy - you 'mek me laff'! That's almost on a par with unknowingly having caught the hem of your skirt in your pants after a trip to the bathroom - (yes I have, btw, and it was out in public!) hence I now mostly wear trousers... ;-)
ReplyDeleteI trust the presentation went well - and I bet no-one noticed your 'problem' anyway!
I'm so glad you laugh! Makes my heart sing! Oh, I know ALL ABOUT tucking my skirt in my underwear! Back when I was young and dinosaurs roamed the earth I was at a busy laundromat, of all places, wearing a pretty dress and feeling like I was all that and a bag of chips, and I came out of the bathroom and sashayed down the aisle to where Husband #1 was attending to our laundry. I turned to look out the window and that's when he hissed, "C'MERE. NOW." I thought, what the heck? Yup, had tucked arse end of pretty flowing skirt in drawers and was now showing my butt to 30 or so total strangers.
DeleteWell, you know what they say about success being 1% inspiration and 99% perspiration. I bet you knocked 'em dead (with your ideas, I mean).
ReplyDeleteHAR!!!!! You're so funny, Laurita!!!!
DeleteHi Cathy, thanks for joining my blog! I've had an armpit day very recently, very much the same thing, interviewing a famous writer. Sweat! Aghhh.
ReplyDeleteGidday from the Antipodes.
Thanks for joining mine, Sarah! Love your work - how could I not join?
DeleteAnd here's to sisters across the miles with smelly pits!
And what a beautiful name for a river ...
ReplyDeleteThanks! Muskoka is a beautiful place. It's rocky and treed with many small lakes and winding rivers. Apparently the area is named after a Chippewa chief named Mesqua Ukee which means "not easily turned back in the day of battle."
DeleteYep...I hate when that happens.
ReplyDeleteMind you, schwetty pits isn't a big issue HERE this time of year.
I hear you're still worried about frostbite! Stoopid winter....
DeleteNot likely any one noticed...they would be too busy listening to your words of wisdom.
ReplyDeleteOh Delores... how I wish that were true! HUGS!
DeleteHey, it happens.
ReplyDeleteYes, and unfortunately with increasing frequency... !
DeleteOh, I've done that! Well, I hope your meeting went well anyway.
ReplyDeleteI used to keep some pit juice in my desk drawer just in case. Some people keep flasks, I keep Secret(s).
DeleteOh crap!
ReplyDeleteEr, no, Alex - crap was a few posts back...
DeleteLOL. I'm sure they were fully focused on your brilliance :) Can't wait to hear all about it.
ReplyDeleteMy "brilliance." And yet another reason why I love Dawn-from-my-writer's-group!
DeleteA rose by any other scent! (I changed that a bit did you notice ^_^) I'm sure you did excellently! Here's some glitter to show the star you are! ⁀☆ 。•*¨*• ¸.✶*¨`*.¸.•
ReplyDeleteI did notice, Helen! (so witty, you are! thanks for the glitter)
DeleteIf you have a big presentation, you have to look for the special dark-colored top that will not show moisture! I am a little bit lucky because only my paw pads sweat.
ReplyDeleteYour paw pads sweat? See? I never knew that! You should call yourself Professor Daisy.
Deletewhat a cliff-hanger. i'm glad the meeting went well. um, today i went to work, a big day but not so big as yours, and half-way through, while taking a potty break, realize not only was my sweater on backwards, but inside out. faux pas galore. peace...
ReplyDeleteOh gawd. And of course you don't notice until the day is half done... and nobody TOLD you? Maybe it doesn't look bad inside out and backwards! Maybe you can start a new trend!
DeleteYou got dressed in the dark, right?
I know that feeling.
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It's a damp feeling, for sure.
DeleteCould have been worse, right?
ReplyDeleteHow did the meeting go? Let us know!
Oh gawd, yes, it could have been... could have added runny panthose, smeared mascara, coffee stains on blouse, brand new pimple, Linda's inside out/backwards sweater and price tag hanging off collar.
DeleteThe meeting was good in most ways, disappointing in some. I'm wondering how to blog about it without a) offending anyone b) getting in trouble at work or c) sounding like I'm feeling sorry for myself.
Ha! So...it's ONE thing. You had both shoes on, right? I have a coworker who actually keeps deodorant in her bag...she evidently forgets to apply it often in the mornings.
ReplyDeleteI know what you mean about not knowing how to convey what happened without repercussions. I have the same problem...boss reads my blog, ex reads my blog. Doesn't always allow us to talk freely.
You'll just have to get creative with how you share it. You're a wonderful writer...I know you can do it!
Thanks Kathryn. Sometimes I wish I had kept the blog anonymous so I could write about absolutely everything that's on my mind. That's why I started this, as a matter of fact - a need for a diary as well as a way to start writing again. But I was a newspaper columnist for years and grew to enjoy-too-much the fabulous way you feel when other people read and enjoy your work. So, I guess the penalty for that is keeping some things to yourself.
DeleteBy the way, so happy to see you posting now and then. Really miss you in blogland.