The string of good hair days had to end, right?
Laugh. It doesn't look awful, maybe it's just the bags under my eyes
that are detracting? ;)
In one of my routine calls today, I seemingly had an old cell phone number
for someone which has since changed hands. So there I was with my
"professional, grown-up, I know what I'm talking about" voice on when the
man on the other end was like who is this??? So I identified myself
again and figured this was due to bad cellular reception since he didn't
sound like who I thought I was calling. I verify the number and
it's correct, but he isn't who I was looking for. Just as I'm starting
to hang up politely (since I've mentioned my company name already), he says
"you sound kinda cute." Now I'm all flustered and still trying to be
polite, so like a dumb-ass I say thank-you. And then I threw in a
quick, okay bye, and hung up. My face turned so red.
Does that mean all these years I really don't sound as professional as I
thought? Does that mean I sound professional in the oldest sense of
the word? Sigh, why is it that a day full of great karma gets followed
by a 2 minute phone call that undoes all that? Pride certainly does go
before a fall
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