Have you ever tried to say something to someone and had it come out so completely wrong that you just wanted to crawl under a rock to never come out? That would be me...10 minutes ago.
It's been an exceptionally slow day at work, which just seems to amplify how tired I am tonight. Clayton had his T-Ball opening ceremony and pictures today, which was fun to see all of the cute little kids, but tiring all the same since it was right smack in the middle of when I sleep.
I came in to work a few hours early so it's a little disorienting to look out the window to see daylight! Who knew the trees here were so pretty in bloom?
The Mother/Baby Unit seems to be abuzz with new moms, which makes me reminisce to almost exactly 5 years ago when we had Clayton (May 1st!!!)
Some of the unit techs were having a hard time ordering some cultures and we had been phoning back and forth. The funny thing about this place is that we talk to these units all the time and recognize everyone by voice, but rarely do we see them.
So one of the techs brought some cultures to the lab and when she was done entering them in the log, I asked if she was the one I had been speaking to on the phone earlier. She said yes and that she was the one who had placed the lab orders. I was a little startled by her tone which was more in defense mode than friendly. Noticing this made my next sentence come spilling out before I could put on the brakes.
I said "because I hear the voices all of the time..." In which I had meant to say that I hear their voice on the phone but never see them in person. The look on her face...I cannot even begin to describe. I thought her left eyebrow was going to pop off of her face because she raised it so high.
So of course I start back-peddling... "What I meant was I hear your voice." Right eyebrow...prepare for lift-off...
"I mean I never see you guys, I just talk to you on the phone...". You would think I could force myself to just shutup at this point, but I must have left my white flag at home because I just kept on stumbling, trying to get her to crack a smile or show some sign of acknowledgement that she didn't think I was a complete moron.
Finally, defeated, I managed to tell her it was nice to meet her. I noticed she didn't say the same. But she did manage a smile. I'd like to think it wasn't a "get this crazy lady away from me" smile.
Oh well...I guess there's something to be said for phone anonimity after all!
