Snot — and Wrinkle — FreePosted: September 25, 2008
So, if you know me at all, it comes as no surprise that I’m a bit obsessive about ironing.
One person irons in our house — and that person is me. And, honestly, I’m fine with that. I can’t leave the house wrinkled. Anything that happens once I step outside the house is completely fair game. But, before I go out the door, I will be wrinkle free.
I’ve even — I know, I know — avoided hugging Renee because the shirt I was wearing that day wrinkled very easily. And, also right up there in one of my not so proudest moments was running down the hall to iron a tee shirt (yes, a tee shirt) while Renee was on the bed with labor pains, and we were getting ready to go to the hospital for Aidan’s impending arrival.
I’m all ready to go. The kids are dressed, bags are in the car, I’m dressed (and pressed). And, today is a day when I’m going to be interviewed on camera for something. So, I had to look as good as I possibly could.
Then, it happened.
Erin, who has a runny nose, comes flying into the room where I am ready for a big hug. And that was fine. No worries there. I could resist the wrinkles.
It was the snot I couldn’t escape.
Because, as part of her hug, she wiped her nose all over my shirt. Normally, I wouldn’t so much care (ok, don’t believe that), but today was different because of the camera thing.
We were starting to fall behind schedule, so I quickly put some water on the shirt and got the kids in the car. Then, I’m like, wait, this might not work, so I ran downstairs and got another staff shirt out of the laundry and threw it in the car.
Mission accomplished. Sort of.
I’m driving to work, talking to Aidan, reaching back to wipe Erin’s nose when it hits me. The shirt I just grabbed as a fail safe measure is a complete and utter wrinkled mess.
Hmmm….now what? OK, I could go to our costume shop, but they aren’t here this early. I could iron it at Tina’s (our daycare provider), but I always try to get in and out of there as fast as I can in order to prevent any separation stuff. Besides, Tina’s married to my best friend, who if he found out about this would just, well, continue to razz me pretty much forever.
Then I start thinking. Wait, Carrie (a colleague) lives like a block away. Maybe I can go there and borrow an iron? That could work.
So, I call and ask one of the strangest questions I’ve ever asked someone I work with — mind if I stop at your house and use your iron? It was classic. But, that’s what I did. Even though the snot stain was relatively small, the fact is, it was there. And that was going to kill me all day if I didn’t remedy the situation — which I did, thanks to a colleague who now might find me even stranger than I am.
Besides being filmed today, I’m also going on a boat ride with a group of guests, so this is a day where I actually have to look decent. You might think this to be a bit strange. But, to me, I met the challenge head on and solved it.
Of course, another way I could have done it was to go to our supply shop and get a new shirt. I shouldn’t even tell you why I couldn’t do that. Now I have to though, eh?
Yeah, can’t put on a new shirt without it being washed first.