A Laugh at My Expense

As many of you know, yesterday was my first day of work at my new job. <--insert applause here.

I thought I'd fill you in on the highs and lows of my first day.

Highs include, but are not limited to:

1.  The people I work with are pretty awesome. Don't get me wrong, I've had some bomb.com co-workers in the past and love them all dearly; however, God has blessed me with some kindred souls at this job. Sometimes when I talk/listen to them it's like talking to another version of myself.

2. Although I don't have a WIWW outfit post for you up today, I promise there will be tons to come because I get to work all day long with beautiful clothing. Seriously, every girl's dream come true.

3. I made a few sales yesterday and for those of you in sales, you can attest to the "high" that you get from closing that deal. It's exhilarating!

Lows include:

1. My feet are killing me. I complained about having to sit at a desk all day long at my old job, and now I'm on my feet all day long and wishing I had a chair. The grass isn't always greener. The feet will just have to get used to standing, and I will need to invest in better shoes but I would gladly trade this pain for the joy of the job itself.

2. This is the story that created the title of this post. Sorry if it is a little too explicit. Basically, toward the end of the day, I had to use the bathroom. I hadn't used the bathroom all day long and had to go-go, if you know what I mean. So, without further ado, I go into the bathroom (the only one in the store) and do the deed. Afterwards, I realize the toilet isn't flushing. It wasn't clogged, there was simply no water running. 

I go out and tell the manager of that store and he says "oh, well I will go in and check it, it's okay, we are all family here." Immediately, I'm like "NO!"--but in a totally chill, non-challant kind of way. If this weren't embarrassing enough on my first day of work, I then go back into the bathroom to try to mess with the toilet to fix it. I pull the lid off the back and a whole cup of toilet water spills down onto my dress. 

Walking back out, in shame, I tell him I don't know what to do to fix it and that he needs to walk me through it. It ended up being an easy fix (turn the water back on), but I had the great pleasure of walking around the rest of the day with a toilet water stained dress and probably a few new nicknames at that. Great first impression Jaime, way to go.

Have you ever had any embarrassing work stories? What do you think some of my new nicknames are?