Dorkiest Story:
I have this bad habit of piling clean laundry on one side of my bed. One early morning while I was prepping for my workday, I grabbed my suit and laid it flat on my bed so it was ready for me when I got out of the shower. I went on with my morning routine, showered, put on my suit, grabbed my work tote, and rushed out the door to meet my co-workers for a morning meeting. When I arrived at the hotel where our scheduled meeting was, I walked over to the conference room, wished everyone “good morning”, noticed I had a few extra minutes so I headed over to the coffee stand to grab my morning chai. While in line, I could hear the usual "hellos" and business chatter as others arrived. Then I heard some of the girls giggling. Before I knew it, my co-worker rushes up behind me and whispers something in my ear. I was mortified. Rewind to a few years back... My girlfriends and I try to take an annual road trip every spring. Typically, we all get something identical to remind us of that trip... jewelry, cute t-shirt, a fun souvenir. One year, we were all in southern California at this cute little shop and my friend found these hot pink panties and convinced us that those were going to be the trip's memento. Back to the morning of the meeting… When I looked down the back of my pant leg, there were the lacy panties from the trip hanging there in its hot pink glory for the world to see. Apparently, when I laid out my suit, I had placed it on top of my clean laundry and the panties decided to attach itself to the back of my pants. I glanced back into the conference room and noticed that my manager had arrived, just in time to see me pull the item off my pant leg and stuff it into my pocket. The Asian glow immediately hit -- I turned about a hundred shades pinker than the item in my pocket.
Corkiest Story:
Learning that although everything seems to be "Made in China" these days, the Chinese (my peeps) really haven't figured out how to make a good wine.
