We All Have Our Little Accidents

[noflyingfan]

Feel free to have a laugh at my expense here. I figure Beth posted her falling down story, so I can post the story of my unfortunate weekend. And if anyone knows how to get bacon grease out of jeans, please let me know.

Last night, I went to a Christmas party given by one of my coworkers. I made a little appetizer to take along -- hot dogs wrapped in bacon and baked with brown sugar. (So easy to make and very good, despite the fact that it sounds a little bit gross). The pan they were in had a lid on it, and it was in a plastic bag, so I put the container on my lap in the car, and wouldn't you know it, the bacon grease and brown sugar leaked all over. I didn't realize what was happening till I got to a friend's house for pre-party drinks, and by that time, I looked like I had peed my pants.

I tried to wipe off my pants and dry them with a hairdryer, but the grease made it impossible. So I was faced with a choice -- go home and change (although that wasn't really an option, because it was like half an hour to get there and half an hour back, so if I left, I would just stay home), go to the party looking like I'd peed my pants and never hear the end of it from my coworker or borrow something from my friend.

My friend, as it happens, is teeny tiny. I'm not. She's petite and stick thin, I'm tall and not fat but curvy. We couldn't be more different looking. To make it worse, I was having a "fat day" yesterday, where none of my own clothes even looked right to me. So my friend gave me a skirt that by some miracle didn't look too bad, and we went to the party. I felt a little stupid wearing a skirt, but it didn't look horrible, and it certainly was better than wearing bacon grease stained pants.

Incidentally, by the time we got to the party, the hot dog things were cold, and the bacon grease kind of congealed, so they didn't look too appetizing. People ate them, but they weren't wildly popular like they usually are, so it totally wasn't even worth the trouble.

[WillFlyToDisney2]

Awwwww Erika,

Hugs! How embarrassing. The ONLY thing I know of that works on things like that is Dawn dishwashing liquid - the BLUE stuff. Totally saturate the stain in Dawn and take a toothbrush (not one you plan on using again) and SCRUB the Dawn into the stain. Let it sit for a few minutes then wash on the hottest water possible for that fabric. Repeat as necessary.

Oh yes and DO NOT put the pants in the dryer until AFTER you have gotten the stain out.

:)
Kelley

[Debbielevis2]

We should make a thread just about the "accidents" we've all endured. I have one, that's a classic:

First, I work at a Superior Courthouse. We try to keep a bit of class. But, after more than 11 years working there, they don't rely on me for that anymore. The following is an example of "why".

Last winter, during a pretty heavy snow, I offered to walk down the street to one of the "Eatin' Establishments" to fetch lunch. Someone else called in the order, and I left to "fetch".

On my return back to court, with a bag containing two salads and 3 containers of clam chowder, the wind and snow was right in my face. But, I held onto that food like it was a lifeline!

I got back to the office, bag in hand, and my boss said, "It must be awful out there! You're covered with white!" Upon closer inspection, the "white" all over my black pea coat was NOT snow -- it was clam chowder that had leaked out of the container!

Would you care to know how terrible I stunk??? Probably not! I just reeked ALL OVER THE BUILDING 'til 4:30 closing.

At one point, I got an email from one of the judge's on the second floor saying something about, "Hey, there are cats running into the building. Are they looking for you??"

Anyway, on the way home (I stunk even more!), I stopped at the local dry cleaners to drop my jacket off. They turned up their nose and didn't even bother to ask why I was going back into the snow without a coat!

You're right -- we do have our little accidents!!!

Debbie

PS - Then, there's the story about the "dress" last summer. Another classic. I swear sometimes, the only reason I haven't been fired from this job is because they need a laugh now and then!

[noflyingfan]

Deb,

It must be something about people in the legal profession. When I worked at a law office in Pittsburgh, I frequented this place with amazing chili for lunch. One day, I brought a container of it back to work and struggled to get the lid off of the styrofoam container.

And then it came off. Fast.

Chili went all over me (including on the khaki skirt I was wearing), making it look like I had vomited ALL OVER MYSELF. :barf And what's worse, I had to walk to the federal court house 10 blocks away later that afternoon looking like that.

There was also the time that I went to file at the Supreme Court, where they have a buzzer you have to ring to be let into the clerk's office. So I rang the buzzer, told them who I was, and they let me in. While I was standing there waiting, I noticed the monitor that showed the area just outside the door so they can look at who's ringing the buzzer. I thought to myself, "boy, I better never do anything stupid while standing out there." Then I noticed HIM. This guy who was incredibly hot was standing right before me behind the desk. I never found out his name, but I call him Noah, because he looks like Noah Wyle of ER fame. On my way out, I paused for a moment outside the door to bask in Noah's hotness and made a "he's so hot" face (you know the one, ladies...the one you make to your friends when you see a hot guy).

And then I remembered that he could see everything I did on that monitor. :blush