As I was walking into work this morning, I saw the strangest thing. There were three women walking across the street over to the crosswalk where I was waiting for the light to change. I kid you not, these women were like three real-life Charlie's Angels, minus the karate kicks and dangling from helicopters . It was fa-reaky! One was tall and blond, one slightly shorter with reddish brown hair, and the other one was Asian with long, glossy black hair. They all had ridiculously stylish and trendy outfits on, complete with skyscraping boots, and of course their bodies were all perfect. They were talking and laughing, throwing their heads back so that all of their perfect hair flowed perfectly in the perfect morning breeze. Perfect! I seriously think the air around them suspended them in slow motion so that everyone else could appreciate their utter fabulousness! All I could think was, "Please go the other way! Please don't come over here to my corner! Let's not call attention to the fact that I am so NOT a Charlie's Angel!" But of course, they managed to float up behind me and give passing drivers just enough time to look at our little group and wonder, "Which of these things is not like the others?"
I was alone at the intersection of Goddesses and Supermodels! The Mimi (from the Drew Carey show) to their Cameron, Drew, and Lucy! I swear that stoplight must have been broken because it seemed like an eternity before it changed and the little white crosswalk guy signaled my sweet release from the agony of embarrassment. Thank you, Little White Crosswalk Guy! I will never forget what you did for me! I maneuvered my short, stubby legs as fast as they would carry me across the street and into my building. Dashed into the elevator, and climbed further and further away from my impromptu Rosie O'Donnell-esque catwalk (okay, crosswalk) appearance on Denver's Next Top Model.
I'm good enough, I'm smart enough, and gosh darnit, people like me!
6 comments:
Boonzie, this story had me laughing out loud. Been there so many times! Haivng said that, you are already a goddess - and I should know. - Mia
I've been there. In fact, even though people wouldn't put a bag over my head, I have some gorgeous friends and whenever we're out together, I feel like "Charlie" as opposed to an angel. They think I'm crazy for thinking that.
LOL!! I would have sooo said something..."What, are you guys like, Charlie's Angels or something??". Maybe done some karate kicks or pretended to hold a handgun in that ridiculous position (two hands on the grip, pointed straight up..no one actually does that, by the way...) and look from left to right really quick. Have some fun with it rather than feel ~less than fabulous~, because you're nothing short of fabulous yourself. And don't forget it, crime fighter. :)~L.
Thanks, girls! You are all awesome! Honestly, even though I was embarrassed, it was pretty hilarous, too. I thought maybe I had accidentally meandered onto a movie set!
LOL!Damn those insanely beautiful girls anyway. ;-)
Now I have that Seseme Street song stuck in my head...
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