The other day I had been at work for like an hour, I was in the copy room making copies. I looked down at my blue shirt and noticed that I had little splotches of dark stains all over my shirt. See in the morning, I just hurry and get ready without much mirror staring. So I panic. I am terribly embarrassed that I showed up to work with stains on my shirt. So I look around the copy room which is also the "break room." I could only find paper towels, so I get the paper towel wet and start scrubbing. But no luck. The stains won't come out. Then to make things worse the paper towel not only did not remove the stain but left paper towel residue all over the spots I tried scrubbing. So now I am wearing a stained, white flaky shirt. First off, I am sad that my nice "newer" shirt is ruined. How did those stains get there? I have no clue. I think they might be oil or grease stains that came off of Neil's work clothes in the wash. Second, I had to wear a dirty shirt all day at work. I feel like a slob.
The saddest part of the story is that this isn't first time that has happened.
2 comments:
Love to see you blogging! Sorry about your shirt though, hopefully stain remover will get the spots (and paper towel residue) off. :)
Neat background BTW. I looked into changing mine and found one I love, but decided I had too many links that would be erased in the process of changing backgrounds. Darn, huh? Maybe another day when I'm bored enough, I'll take the plunge and change it anyways.
You are SO funny!! Murna must think I'm crazy right now, laughing out loud at my computer screen! I totally feel the same way some days though...I get dressed in the dark and don't even get a glance in a mirror! If it's any consolation, I have never noticed your dirty shirt! :) You always look great!
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