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Ever sneak out while not looking presentable ...being certain nobody you know will see you?
My story:
November 1977, I was in my late 20s living in an apartment. I'd become friends with a young lady in the building next door. She went out-of-state to visit her boyfriend for the weekend. Her sister was keeping her 4 yo daughter, and I was asked to pick up the child Sunday evening, then pick up friend at the airport. No problem.
But - it was Sunday after Thanksgiving.
Plane was due to arrive at 8PM. Plane was late, airport was mobbed. Instead of sitting at airport for 2 1/2 hrs, I took the kid home, washed my makeup off, changed into a pair of frumpy slacks, a wrinkled shirt, and decided to roll my hair up (remember that?). At 10PM we headed back to the airport. Another one hr delay. Remember, I had those big rollers in my hair and I didn't even wear a scarf!! What was I thinking??
Suddenly I heard a familiar voice call my name. "(AC? Hi!!") OMG, it was my boss's boss, with his wife who he introduced me to. I recall pointing at my hair, shrugging, smiling sheepishly. I wanted to disappear into the floor.
Finally at about 12 midnight friend's flight arrived. Traffic was a nightmare. The little girl was sleepy & cranky, I was exhausted, friend and her bf had broken up......a bad night all around. Good news was we didn't have a flat tire.
At work the next day I prayed not to run into boss's boss. He was off for a few days, and heck, he probably forgot all about it........right?
A learning experience, for sure.
My story:
November 1977, I was in my late 20s living in an apartment. I'd become friends with a young lady in the building next door. She went out-of-state to visit her boyfriend for the weekend. Her sister was keeping her 4 yo daughter, and I was asked to pick up the child Sunday evening, then pick up friend at the airport. No problem.
But - it was Sunday after Thanksgiving.
Plane was due to arrive at 8PM. Plane was late, airport was mobbed. Instead of sitting at airport for 2 1/2 hrs, I took the kid home, washed my makeup off, changed into a pair of frumpy slacks, a wrinkled shirt, and decided to roll my hair up (remember that?). At 10PM we headed back to the airport. Another one hr delay. Remember, I had those big rollers in my hair and I didn't even wear a scarf!! What was I thinking??
Suddenly I heard a familiar voice call my name. "(AC? Hi!!") OMG, it was my boss's boss, with his wife who he introduced me to. I recall pointing at my hair, shrugging, smiling sheepishly. I wanted to disappear into the floor.
Finally at about 12 midnight friend's flight arrived. Traffic was a nightmare. The little girl was sleepy & cranky, I was exhausted, friend and her bf had broken up......a bad night all around. Good news was we didn't have a flat tire.
At work the next day I prayed not to run into boss's boss. He was off for a few days, and heck, he probably forgot all about it........right?
A learning experience, for sure.
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