Most. Awkward. Ever.

So, I may have had one of the most awkward moments of my life two days ago – which for me is pretty awkward.

I had a doctor’s appointment to get my annual “man work” taken care of. And of course, I always get really nervous when I have to change in the dressing room while the doctors away, as I fear them returning too soon (Emily Ruddock suggested I keep one foot on the door, I hadn’t thought of that), so as soon as they say “I’ll be right back”, I race to get everything on or off.

So, on Tuesday, I took off my shirt and zip-up jacket at the same time, and at the end of it, I put them on at the same time. Then I chatted with the doctor for a few moments…and reached down and felt something that felt like a giant cravat on my neck – I was wearing my shirt backwards and my doctor hadn’t commented on it, and she can’t just think this is a style choice, as she saw me come in. To make things even worse, I didn’t comment on it, I just waited until she was writing things down, and quickly tried to turn my shirt around – she was kind enough to keep writing the whole time. I quickly tried to wrap up the rest of the conversation and go home. Oh god.

Awkward.