Normally, I am one of those people who turn bright, neon pink in embarrassing situations. It's terrible and it's something that I really don't like about myself because it makes how I'm feeling really obvious.
... Yesterday, was some sort of 2008 miracle exception, or something.
I was on Robson, looking for something to eat, so I walked into Blenz and decided to get a slice of marble cake (sadly, they didn't have any more banana bread).
I needed to wash my hands and fix my hair, so I asked the barista if I could use the bathroom. At Blenz, you have to get buzzed in in order to use the bathroom.
So, anyway, I was fixing my hair/talking to Linda on my cell phone, when suddenly, I heard a buzzing sound.
I forgot to lock the bathroom door.
The door swung open and this drop-dead-gorgeous man stood at the door frame, obviously embarrassed and extremely flustered.
"I AM SO SORRY!" he kept repeating.
Normally, in this type of situation-especially face to face with beautiful man- I would turn bright, neon pink, and this would be accompanied by silent thoughts of kill-me-now, but for some lucky reason, I stayed cool and said, "Oh, it's okay, I'm done anyway."
OH, IT'S OKAY I'M DONE ANYWAY. Amazing.
It's not like I was peeing or anything. THAT would have been kill-me-now worthy. He kept saying sorry as I walked out of the door with fixed hair and clean hands.
