Mirror, Mirror on the Wall
So I was sitting at my desk, noticing that my hands were a little dry...and they kinda smelled like the mildewy sponge I had just used to wash my coffee mug. (Gross, I know, but you should have seen the mug).
And I have like...4 tubes of lotion on my desk...have had them there since I started...uh...4 years ago...ehem.
So I applied the first lotion...it smelled like plastic tube. Trash.
I tried to cover it with the second lotion which exploded in my face when I popped open the lid...once I cleaned off my eye I tried that one and it also stunk. Trash.
So off to the bathroom I went to remove the mildrewy, plasticky, funk smell from my hands...
I went to the other bathroom on our floor. This particular bathroom is known to have lotions and nicer smelling soap than the standard issue "office building soap".
After washing my hands, I moved to the paper towel dispenser to dry my hands and I saw my reflection in the full length mirror.
I almost ran to the mirror to make sure it was actually me.
I stood there...mouth gaping open...moving my cardigan sweater off to the side and examining my hips and waist. Or more like, trying to figure out when they got...so...much...smaller....
And I have like...4 tubes of lotion on my desk...have had them there since I started...uh...4 years ago...ehem.
So I applied the first lotion...it smelled like plastic tube. Trash.
I tried to cover it with the second lotion which exploded in my face when I popped open the lid...once I cleaned off my eye I tried that one and it also stunk. Trash.
So off to the bathroom I went to remove the mildrewy, plasticky, funk smell from my hands...
I went to the other bathroom on our floor. This particular bathroom is known to have lotions and nicer smelling soap than the standard issue "office building soap".
After washing my hands, I moved to the paper towel dispenser to dry my hands and I saw my reflection in the full length mirror.
I almost ran to the mirror to make sure it was actually me.
I stood there...mouth gaping open...moving my cardigan sweater off to the side and examining my hips and waist. Or more like, trying to figure out when they got...so...much...smaller....
Ok it's a totally weird picture and since there aren't any other pictures of me on this site, there really isn't a frame of reference for this but trust me when I tell you that from my knees up I am smaller!
It was just the lift I needed to get through the rest of the day!
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