What not to do at a breakfast

When someone in my department at work has a birthday, we have made it a tradition to go out to breakfast one day in that month. Well, last Friday, it was our big boss, the Vice President of Finance's birthday and she wanted to eat at Kozy Kitchen.

So here we are, stuffed from breakfast, sitting around having great conversations. Another one of my co-workers is leaving for Vegas today and she was talking about the kind of purse she will be carrying when she goes there.

And my story begins. I talk about how my mom bought a fanny pack the last time she went to Vegas so she wouldn't have to carry a purse around when she walked everywhere. This was probably two years ago. I didn't like that thing and I told her she should go return it to the store because it went out of style decades ago. She went ahead and used it. So I go on and on about this silly fanny pack for about 10 minutes laughing and making fun of it. In the midst of all this, I feel my supervisor kinda hit my on my leg and then later my other co-worker on my other side hit my leg too. I thought they were laughing with me. Little did I know that they were hinting at me to stop blabbing about the fanny pack.

Finally, our VP, who's birthday we are celebrating says... "I never liked carrying purses around but ever since I've started using my fanny pack I just love it because it holds everything for me." And right when she emphasized on fanny pack she looked right at me and started laughing. I turned SOOOOOOO red. I was so embarrassed because as soon as she said that it clicked, and I remembered the fanny pack around her waist.

It was definitely an innocent moment for me, but they said they weren't gonna let that one go. Luckily, my evaluation doesn't come up until September. Whew! Maybe they will forget by then.