I know that I can be a little scatterbrained on occasion. I know that I don’t have the best memory in the world. But of all the embarrassing, humiliating situations my absent-mindedness has ever gotten me into, I can’t think of anything that tops this:
I drove two hours away from home yesterday to do a photo shoot with a complete stranger on the wrong day.
Seriously. Seriously?! WHO DOES THAT???
I showed up on my clients doorstep without a care in the world, greeted her with an enthusiastic “Hi! You look just like your pictures!” and waited for her to smile and say “come on in!” Instead, I was greeted with a puzzled expression and the question: “are you Rina?” Um… yes? Who else were you expecting? As it turns out, she wasn’t expecting ANYBODY because I wasn’t supposed to get there until TODAY.
Really a shining moment in my career.
My would-be client was SO INCREDIBLY nice about it all, though. She decided to put away any plans she might have had for that afternoon and drove me around to all the locations that she wanted to photograph and we had such a nice time. She even took me to dinner afterward! And if I was ever nervous about the shoot before (I always tend to get a little nervous before-hand) I can honestly say that I’m not the least bit nervous anymore. We’re old friends by now!
But can someone PLEASE tell me that they’ve done something equally embarrassing? Please?!
Misery (or in this case, mortification) really loves company.