I’m always up for social gatherings, so when I was invited to a peel party I RSVPed immediately. Although MyFace and Q joined me for this good, clean fun, Q opted against the facial peel. A few days later, I noticed a zit making a cameo appearance on my face, sans RSVP, very rude.
I phoned Q to discuss this dilemma. “I really can’t have a zit right now,” I told her. “Did you breakout at all?” “Yes,” she replied, “but I didn’t get a peel.” “Well that really throws a wrench in my theory.” As much as I wanted to call in zit to work, I bucked up, applied some zit cream, and went in.
About halfway through the day I was asked to meet up with my boss and several others to discuss a tentative ‘situation.’ “This is starting to look like a big pimple,” said my boss as he discussed the situation. I, of course, immediately assumed his comment was inspired by the enflamed, elevated skin on my face. He continued, “Now it’s been lanced and stuff is coming out.” Totally talking about my face – really should have called in zit.
Several minutes and applications of concealer later, I participated in an on-camera interview. Prior to the interview starting, I had grabbed a pen from my purse so the reporter could take notes. Unfortunately, I didn’t notice that when I grabbed the pen some of the other items in my purse rose to the surface and, like my zit (pre-concealer), were clearly visible. Laying on top of my purse, in plain view, was a condom. I quickly threw it back in my purse, thanked him for the interview, and thought to myself, “So what! Even a girl with a zit deserves some good, clean fun every now and again.”