Oh The Shame!

Well today, two very shameful things happened to me. I'm beginning to think that I must have done some very nasty stuff in a previous life!
Shameful encounter number one, I was at a customers laboratory and was making the usual small talk and chit chat that is becoming in a sales rep, we discussed the latest developments in science, ropey on my part! When we decided to move our meeting to the conference room upstairs I duly followed Mr Customer. Whilst plodding up the stairs at Mr X's back I accidentally lost my footing and missed a step causing me to lurch forward and bump my entire face off my customers ascending arse! I apologised profusely and tried to recover some modicum of dignity but I feel that I would have been best placed just turning round and leaving!
Shameful encounter number two. Now this story would benefit from some background info. Mr Y was old colleague and one time good friend we stayed in touch sporadically but after an encounter where he shouted across Sauchiehall Street that if i ever left my then partner he'd marry me. Well that dispelled any doubts that I had about his sexual orientation. Our friendship cooled somewhat after that event for the benefit of my then partner and due to change in work circumstances. Anyway roll on a couple of years and I meet him again this time not so newly single and we had a conversation where the jokey offer of friends with benefits was discussed. Later that day in a moment of madness and complete blase confidence i decided to get hold of his mobile number and I did text the following verbatim. 'Hi Y, its Jillybean here just giving you my number in case you ever want to wine me, dine me, .......'. What was more embarrassing that actually sending that text was that it did not even warrant a response from Y. I mean to say what red blooded male does not take up an offer like that?!?
So today I'm walking out of a local shopping centre and who do I bump into but Mr Y, well, If I could have died on the spot. Such acute embarrassment! Several minutes of awkward conversation ensued then we made our very polite goodbyes and went on our way. No references were made to my hussy-like behaviour which I think made things worse, anyway next time I see him it won't be anywhere near so humiliating, right?

Just One of Those Things

I'm beginning to think that I am actually living in some Bridget Jones esque existence, the other day I was running around Edinburgh University seeing customers (one of which was a complete honey btw) and trying to be all polite, knowledgeable and professional. When I got back to my car at lunchtime something was tickling me, so I look down and realise that the under wiring from my left bra cup had completely worked its way loose and was escaping out the neck of my scoop t shirt. I had no idea how long that had been the case, how embarrassing! Anyway I couldn't get it to go back in so i had to just remove it completely and spend the whole afternoon seeing customers with extremely lopsided breasts! Still waiting to see what effect that it had on my sales for that day ;-)