Jinxed...or Lucky???

So a co-worker is taking vacation at the same time that I am.  She was also hit with issues regarding her project and was pretty demoralized.  The icing on the cake though, happened last Thursday night.  She went to use the restroom and smashed her toe into one of the stalls metal dividers (this totally sounds like something I would do!).  After going to the doctor, she found out that she broke her baby toe.  So she’s in a boot and crutches.  If she’s lucky, she’ll be walking without the boot in time for vacation. UGH!  I totally feel for her.

   

Then, to top things off this morning, after the StairMaster and showering, I went to the closet to pick out an outfit.  The dress I chose was white, with a built in slip, spaghetti straps with a button front on the bodice (you Men probably don’t understand that part, so I’ll just say that I had buttons between my boobs). It’s been rather hot lately, i.e. in the 90’s so I wanted to be prepared.  I wore a cropped sweater with ¾ sleeves with it for the morning chill.

As I stepped outside, I noticed that it was overcast and sprinkling…great….does Dizzy go in and change her dress, or just say “screw it” and head to work.  You know Dizzy is a “screw it” kind of girl, so off she goes in her Durango Beast and heads to work.  On the walk in, I bring an umbrella because this summer dress getting wet would not be a good thing!

I start the morning off working on a paper, and realize that I need some coffee.  I sit on the second floor and need to walk down an open corridor, take the stairs down and visit the coffee kiosk. Off I go, get my coffee, and head on up the stairs.  I visit some members of my team to congratulate them on their successes with testing our encryption, etc. and make my way back to my desk.  I work on my paper a little more and then make a visit to the restroom.  Once there, and business finished, I wash my hands, dry them, and check myself out in the full length mirror.

As I turn to look at my backside, I realize…..HOLY CRAP, YOU CAN SEE MY WHITE THONG!!! This effing dress is the thinnest material EVER!  Including the slip!!! REALLY??? I start thinking about all the people that have seen me today, and I bust out laughing.  Just can’t stop. This is almost as bad as the time Dizzy tucked her skirt in the back of her underwear and was walking down the glass corridor with two guys walking behind her and they never said a thing!

 

I peek my head outside the restroom to see who’s in the hallway, and I head to my buddy’s aisle to confer.  Her co-worker who is out today, has a long sweater hanging in her cubicle, so I borrow it.  As I head back to my desk, I’m still chortling with laughter and a female manager I run into is wondering what’s up.  I tell her and we both start laughing all over again.

Fortunately for me, another GF (believe it or not) has an extra white slip on.  She was wearing something else this morning and changed her clothes, put on a dark slip, with an overskirt and forgot to take off the white slip.  Talk about fortuitous!  She lets me borrow it, and Dizzy is saved.  And so begins Dizzy’s work week. 

I can’t help wonder….

Is my vacation jinxed? The members of my unit have been undergoing some serious bad mojo these days.  My buddy across from me has serious stuff going on with her daughter and her sister in law.  I’m worried. I need this vacation so badly.  I need to put my toes in the Ocean and be revitalized.  My soul needs uplifting.  All this death stuff, work stuff and home stuff is leaving me exhausted! I can’t seem to shut my mind down.  It’s always churning and spitting out details.  I need to exhale.

 

So the question is….What does Dizzy do to ward off the evil jinx monster and make this vacation happen?  All suggestions are welcome.  Yeah, yeah, already thought of the bonfire at midnight with the pig grease, etc…been there…done that! No peeps, we need something new and fresh.  The voodoo doll thing is just not going to cut it!  Got a suggestion to burn sage and wave it around and chant…however, something tells me Security would be picking me up if I wave burning sage down my aisle at work.  For some reason, I suspect that this is where the jinx will hit. 

On the other hand, maybe I already have decent luck…after all, it wasn’t my toes that smashed into the metal divider, and usually, I can’t control where I smack my toes. Maybe that mojo bounced off of me and on to my poor co-worker.  God, I hope she isn’t reading this or I’m freaking TOAST! I caught the dress thing by 9 a.m., so only 3 hours at work…it could’ve been all day, right? Plus, I did get saved.  Maybe it’s just a matter of perspective. Maybe I AM being protected, and I just don’t realize it! 

Like I told my Peeps that I blind cc’d my woeful tale to, Effing A….I need a vacation!!!!