Do you know how sometimes the only way to feel better about something is to tell as many people as possible?
Like, how when you’ve done something bad you tell a lot of people so that they could try to make you feel better about the horrible, awful, terribly unethical thing you’ve just done?
No? Well tough tits.
So. This morning I walked into the office kitchen to make myself a tea and while I was waiting for my hot water I started singing Taylor Swifts, “Out of the Woods.” Loudly. A little too loudly.
Then I started dancing. A sort of, shimmy from leg to leg.
After my hot water was boiled I turned around to get milk and sugar from the fridge and realized there were three men on their coffee break sitting in the kitchen watching me.
I didn’t know what to do.
I just turned around and left the kitchen as fast as I could.
So now I have tea without milk and sugar. Just hot water and teabag.
I can never show my face again.
Tell me something like this has happened to you.