So, let me tell you about this crazy thing that happened to me at work the other day. You know those awkward moments that just stick with you? Well, this one’s a doozy. It all started innocently enough. I was at my desk, minding my own business, when this whole hickey situation blew up.
I didn’t even notice it at first, you know? Just another day, another dollar. But then, my coworker, let’s call her Sarah, comes up to me, and she’s got this look on her face. Like, she’s seen a ghost or something. I’m thinking, “What’s up with her?”
The Discovery
So, Sarah, she leans in real close and whispers, “Dude, you might want to check your neck.” My neck? What about it? I’m clueless. She points at it, and that’s when I see it. This giant hickey, right there for everyone to see. I swear, my face turned fifty shades of red. I wanted to crawl under my desk and disappear.
I mean, how could I not notice that? It’s like, right there! Anyway, panic sets in. I’m trying to play it cool, but inside, I’m freaking out. First thing I do? I grab my phone and head straight for the bathroom. I need to assess the damage and figure out a plan.
The Cover-Up
In the bathroom, I’m staring at this thing in the mirror, and it’s even worse than I thought. It’s like a big, purple badge of shame. I gotta do something, and fast. So, I start rummaging through my bag, hoping I have something to cover it up. Makeup, scarf, anything!
- First Attempt: I try some concealer, but it’s not really doing much. It’s still pretty visible.
- Second Attempt: I find a scarf, but it’s summer, and wearing a scarf indoors is just going to make me look more suspicious.
- Third Attempt: I even consider using a band-aid, but that’s just going to draw more attention to it.
After a few failed attempts, I finally manage to make it less noticeable with some heavy-duty concealer and a strategically placed scarf. It’s not perfect, but it’ll have to do.
The Aftermath
The rest of the day was a blur of paranoia and awkward glances. Every time someone looked in my direction, I was convinced they were staring at my neck. I tried to avoid eye contact and just focus on my work, but it was tough.
I learned a valuable lesson that day. Always, always check for hickeys before leaving the house, especially if you’re going to work. It’s just not worth the embarrassment. I spent the whole day feeling like I had a giant “kick me” sign on my back.
So, yeah, that’s my hickey at work story. It’s not my proudest moment, but hey, we all have those days, right? Just remember, folks, a little awareness can save you a whole lot of embarrassment. And maybe invest in some good concealer, just in case.
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