Just when you think you're on top of things...

So real quick let me take you through my morning...I had to get up early to teach seminary this morning, so I rolled out of bed 15 minutes later than I wanted to (not like that's unusual, I do it everyday) and scurried to get ready so that I could make it on time. Today I had to go straight to work so that I could get a few things done before heading to an interview. Unlike every other day, I was able to pick out an outfit fairly quickly. Things were running smoothly and I decided to grab the make-up bag to do at work and forego the blowdry for the scrunched/wet look today. Fine, no problem...or so I thought. I shook the bottle of mousse to quickly scrunch the hair, turned it upside down and pressed to spray the mousse. NO MOUSSE! Ok, fine, I'll just throw the hair up in a bun to keep it curly and stop on my way to work for mousse. Great, done. Go to seminary...put on make-up...go to CVS...head to work...run into the bathroom...shake the mousse can...turn upside down to spray. Hmmm...it's a different nozzle, they must have changed their packaging design. Spray...but no foamy mousse leaves the can. Hmm. Read the can, oh, maybe because it's volumizing hair spray!!!! Not too happy, but in a hurry. Can't look bad for the interview. So, we now have a hairsprayed, scrunch kind of look. We'll know how much of a disaster it was by whether or not the offer comes, right? Gotta love these kinds of mornings :)

Addendum: So, right after I posted, I ran off to a photoshoot. I walked down into the subway and as I did so, I looked down to fix my shirt. To my utter disgust I find a little present from a feathered friend. That's right, a bird pooped on me! I mean really, what bird thinks he has the right to use my shirt as his bathroom! Come on! I immediately pulled the tissues from my bag to remove the mess. Unfortunately it left quite a nasty colored stain. No worries though...Tide-to-go to the rescue! There I was on the subway platform Tide-to-going it away. The whole platform was looking at me like I was one of the street musicians trying to earn money. I should've put a hat out in front of me or something. They say it's good luck to have a bird poop on you...maybe I would have earned a pretty penny!