Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Okay, so. I am a total gum-chewing freak. I breathe on people all day at work and I'm convinced that minty gum smell is preferable to whatever I just ate or drank that day. I'll never forget, when I was starting out, the client in one of my co-worker's chair looked at her after lunch and said "Tuna Salad huh??". I cannot imagine anything any more mortifying. Or couldn't, until today. Today, I accidentally spit my gum out on a client. Yes, you read that correctly. I. Spit. My. Gum. Out. On. A. Client. I have no idea how it happened. I was opening my mouth to respond to something he said and it just FELL OUT!! Fortunately, I caught it. It didn't ACTUALLY land on my client, but still...the gross factor is pretty high here. I usually just almost-swallow-and-choke on my gum. This is equally as unattractive as it involved much choking & spitting but at least the gum stays in my MOUTH. The guy was a good sport about it. Because my clients are awesome. I told him it was nothing personal. Really. I'm just a gum spaz. I could give up the gum but the alternative is just too daunting.