Remembering that my boss had left early yesterday to get her hair cut and colored I walked in to her office saying "'Morning, lets see that new 'do".
She turned her head from side to side letting me get a good look at her coif.
"I wish I could have seen it yesterday" I said.
"I wish I could have seen it yesterday" The hell??! I could hear the record scratching loudly in my brain.
Not "cute" or "nice" or even "cool" but "I wish I could have seen it yesterday"
I think I meant well. I think I was ... Wait a minute I don't know what the hell I was thinking. Clearly the caffeine had not reached that filter in my brain that keeps me from making such ass-clownian statements.
So I tried my hardest to get my foot unlodged from my throat but only made it worse.
"I mean it's so hard to replicate what the hair stylist does" "I mean I never can get my hair looking as good as when I step out of the salon" "Uh..." (what the hell did I mean)?
My boss simply stared at me saying nothing. Which I'm quite sure was a good thing. Because I really didn't want to hear where and what I could do with my stuttering stumbling mess of a self.
Finally , my brain kicked into action and said "it's cute"
But it was too late. The damage was done , the words were out there.
As I practically ran away from her office feeling all kinds of dumb, I thought about returning and admitting to my idiocy and apologizing.
But it really didn't matter because the fact is that she still knows I am not in love with her new hairstyle. Which is in fact a cute style but just not the most flattering for her.
And to make matters worse, my co-worker came in just minutes ago exclaiming "It looks so cute" with such genuiness that I am now hiding in my office feeling about the size of an ant's pinkie toenail.*sigh*
Note to self: Work on ability to lie. It will help you immensely.
Or better yet, start slapping yourself because you've just got to be asleep and this is all just an awful awkard nightmare.