Blogger World, every once in a while OK Chick has not-so brilliant moments. For instance, in the past 12 hours, I’ve had not one, but two stupid moments. Let’s start with the first stupid moment….
Last night I made a quick stop to my local grocery store. There were a few great coupon items I wanted to purchase. After I gathered all my coupons, I opened the door to exit my car. As I opened the car door, my car alarm went off. I’m talking a blaring siren that people in China could hear, headlights flashing, wind shield wipers going strong alarm! I immediately shut the door and tried to get the alarm to stop. I tried everything- pushing the Panic button, starting the car, reversing in the parking spot, but nothing worked. As I fumbled with my keys I quickly glanced up to see everyone in the parking lot staring at me. I don’t blame them for staring, I’d stare too. After all they were witnessing a girl sitting inside her own car, with the car alarm going off-loudly. I would qualify that as pretty funny. However, the girl sitting in the car, that’s me, didn’t find any of it funny. It took three minute, which felt like eternality, to shut off the alarm! Not one of my finer moments, but whatever. I shut the alarm off, and was still able to buy my three boxes of General Mills cereal- for a total of $3.00!
The second stupid moment happened this morning…
After my two mile run, quick shower, make-up/hair fix it was time to get dressed for work. I decided to wear my new fashionable belt, which I’m sure no one at work will notice I’m wearing. My new belt has a pretty dark blue color in it, so I decided to pair it with cropped khaki pants and a dark blue summer sweater. The only problem was this wonderful outfit is my khaki pants needed to be ironed. I quickly ran into another room to set up the iron/iron board. After the iron had heated I began to iron. I was almost done with the last leg of my pants, when I became distracted for two seconds. I don’t know what distracted me, but something caused me to take my eyes off my pants and the iron. In the two second distraction, I ironed the top of my hand. Yup, you read right. I missed the pants and ironed the top of my hand. Sadly, this isn’t the first time this incident has happened. I have many scars on the top of my hands from ironing. Currently, my new ironing wound is white and puffed up. By far, the worse ironing wound I’ve ever had!
Today could be a looooong day.