If there were ever a great moment for me to feel really dumb, it would have been yesterday evening at the grocery.
No, I didn't go in to buy goods without taking enough money. I didn't even get into the store before having my moment. I was barely out of the van... or rather, not all the way out. In fact, that was the main body of the problem; the other part being that I was unaware of the situation until I tried to walk toward the building.
It was a that point that I discovered via immediate application of the laws of physics that I'd shut a large portion of my long hair in the door!
For those who know me, you all know what happened next. For those who don't, my hair is fairly elastic. It stretched, then pulled...
...yanking me right back to the van, where I knocked the back of my head quite soundly upon the door. Whap!
Worse, it really seemed like everyone in the lot was staring at me at that specific moment. Fortunately, it was late evening, and "everyone" was made up of an elderly couple, a young woman toting a tiny tot, and a bagger attempting to wrestle a bunch of shopping carts back toward the store.
Even worse than that, it hurt me badly enough that I apparently carried myself differently at work today, and was asked why, necessitating that I explain to my boss (the one who decides if I'm smart enough to progress to higher levels of management) that I shut my hair in the door of my van, then tried to walk away and bonked my head.
The headache was gone by the time my coffee absorbed into my system. The shoulder still hurts, but not as bad as yesterday. My pride, however, suffered serious injury... but not so much that I can't laugh and blog about it today. ^_^