Anyone Have a Paper Bag for My Head?

I realized that since I have been back to work I have been remiss in sharing embarrassing stories about myself. Being the good natured self-deprecating blogger that I am, I thought I would share my latest foible.

Work has been crazy lately. We are naturally busy and deadline-driven during this time of year, updating all of our quarter-end materials. To top it off one of the girls in our department is out on maternity leave and another just got back and is still getting back up to speed on everything. (Okay, in terms of full disclosure - the second girl is me.)

To top it off, with both kids alternating being sick at home we haven't been getting as much sleep as usual since they have been coughing themselves awake at night. Fun stuff. So basically, I'm exhausted.

An-y-way...last week I get to work and decide that I really need a Starbucks to get started. The other girls in the department already had their coffee so I headed across the street on my own. As I am waiting in line I see an IT guy I work with. I'll call him "Santa" because...well...he looks like Santa. Granted, a slimmer version of the Claus but the moniker still suits him nonetheless. Or maybe Kenny Rogers would be more accurate? Regardless, you get my gist. I wave hello at him from across the way, a little bit thankful that he is not closer because than I would need to dodge the fact that I always forget his name. You know the game I mean "Hey YOU!" "How are YOU doing?" Okay, back to my story. I wave hello to Santa/Kenny and notice he is talking to someone else in line who is blocked from my vision by a giant cardboard cutout advertisement for Via. I continue to wait in line, wrestling with my routine decision of "should I get a peppermint mocha (= more caffeine + more calories) or a chai (can make it at home.)" From behind the VIA pops out my friend Luis - and I am using the word friend loosely...in the casual, work sense. As in, I run into him in the kitchen and we chat about how it sucks that the company is no longer supplementing the vending machines so we now have to pay more than a quarter for our snacks. That's pretty much where our friendship ends. So, back to Starbucks. As I mentioned, I was exhausted and obviously since I am in line I hadn't had my caffeine yet. I am talking to Luis and leaning slightly backwards on my boots when I suddenly start to lose my balance. I then over exaggerate and lurch forward to grab onto Luis for stability AND he thinks I am going in for a hug. A HUG PEOPLE! The whole thing ended up ridiculously awkward where we sort of half hugged and half chest bumped. Thank goodness Santa Kenny's coffee order was ready and they had to leave. Yes, so now I am basically creeping around our floor trying not to run into him. I mean, do I now have to hug him every time we run into each other out of the office? Fab.