The Letter O

O

Oops!

I think everyone at some time or another has suffered the “Oops” moments. I know I have had many in my time. Some of them can be very embarrassing, or done accidently on purpose while others happen due to circumstances beyond your control.

Some of my “Oops” moments.

I was at work one day trying to fix a sports rental contract when I accidently deleted a patrons WHOLE contract. I actually was only aiming to delete one day but my eyes focused on the word delete. My finger was drawn towards the yes button and as I watched file after file being swept away all I could say was O.M.G. NOOOOOOOOO. There was nothing I could do as the cancel button was no where to be seen so I sat there helplessly until it was all deleted. I then had to call my old Supervisor and say sweetly “hi Sue, I did a really big Oops and I need your help before the current Supervisor found out what I did. Thank goodness she was able to help me make a whole new contract and my Supervisor had no clue what had happened.

One time at band Camp…no not really at Band Camp but it was summer, I was working out in the yard. Well mother nature called and man was it an urgent call so I rushed inside to answer it not realizing I had my cell phone in the back pocket of my jeans. As I quickly went about doing what needed to be done I heard a distinct splash. It was the kind of splash one would actually say “what the h** was that? Well I was curious so I stood up and there lying under the water at the bottom of the toilet bowl was my cell phone. I had no choice but to run and get a pair of tongs out of the kitchen drawer and fish it out. Just so everyone knows, there is no reviving a drowned cell phone. I went back outside looking rather embarrassed and said to my other half “Oops my cell phone jumped out of my jean pocket and slipped into the toilet!

There are days when we are in such a hurry that one doesn’t realize what they have done until its too late. I was late for work one day and as I grabbed my purse and rushed out the door closing it firmly behind me I realized I had left my cell phone on the table so I fished inside my purse searching for the house keys. My fingers couldn’t find them so I did what most women do and open every damn nook and cranny of the purse looking desperately for them. They were no where to be found. I looked inside the kitchen window and sure enough, lying on the table were my keys. Oh I knew what I had to do and I wasn’t looking forward to it. I had no choice but to call my other half at work and pretend to all ditzy when I ask him to please come home and open the door for me. It’s a good thing he only worked 10 minutes from the house. He did come home but the look on his face was not one of pleasure. I looked at him all sad like and even fluttered my eyelids at him and whispered…it was an “Oops” honest!