The Law of Invisibility
Similar to Newton's Law, or Murphy's Law, except this one is not named for an obscure male figure, but, rather, for a fact of life (my life).....
If one should go to the grocery well dressed, with makeup on and hair styled and just so, and really be one of those stunning people who appear to have it all together -
you will see no one you know.
But, if one should wake on a cold, rainy Saturday, when all soccer and football games have been canceled for the day, and one should decide to spend the day cooking, cleaning and doing laundry -
and said person decided to dress in workout clothes, and began to cook, but realized that there was no butter, necessitating a really quick trip to the 7-11 just around the block,
but the 7-11 didn't sell butter and so the person would just run up to the big grocery. And one would discover, on the way to the store, that hair was unbrushed and flat on one side, eye makeup remained from the night before, wearing COKE bottom glasses, and that person had tossed on The Hubster's Extra Large Hooded Sweatshirt, and so the person pulled the hood up over her head, effectively resembling an unkempt hoodlum, and that person stepped into a puddle in her flip flops that sloshed up to her knees -
well, then, that would be the day that the person would run into FOUR people that she knew, including the manager of her favorite restaurant, and one of them would remark to the others in what is commonly known as an "outside" voice, "I saw you in a magazine!", causing each of the others to wonder if she was mistaken.
Unless it was a magazine of homeless people.
No disrespect intended towards homeless people.
Oh wow, how awful....but still...I'm sorry.... funny. Only funny because it didn't happen to me. Then it most certainly would not be funny in the least. Still, I'm sorry it happened to you...and that I laughed.....
Posted by: Tammy/Photography for Fun | October 27, 2007 at 11:29 PM
I was near a magazine stand yesterday and saw Real Simple. I picked it up to see if it was the issure with ou in it. Sure enough, there you were!
Don't worry about people seeing you on your bad days. I am a live-in apartment manager to over 60 apartments. That makes over 150 tenants or so. They see me at 6am cleaning the laundry room dressed the same way you were. They see me yelling at my kids and everything else I may do outside the walls of my own apartment. It can't be worse than that? Can it?
Posted by: Trish | October 27, 2007 at 11:40 PM
Yeah, but was your fly undone revealing bright blue lacy panties?????
It's the same with housework. Have the place 'company ready' wearing something halfway decent. No one comes.
Have a bad night, treat yourself to a day off, lay on the couch watching Dr Phil and every one 'pops in'. And when they leave you realise WHERE that chocolate got to when you look in the mirror and see it dried on your neck and no one said anything!!!!!!
Hypothetically speaking...... LOL
Posted by: Kelley | October 28, 2007 at 07:55 AM
No offense taken. (Kidding. I'm not really homeless.)
But one of the benefits of never caring about what I look like is no one is surprised to see how I look!
Posted by: patois | October 28, 2007 at 10:38 AM
HA ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
PS - I had family in town this weekend and showed off my FRIEND in the MAGAZINE. And everyone was super-impressed with the fact that I KNEW someone IN A MAGAZINE.
Posted by: kalisah | October 28, 2007 at 06:04 PM
Okay, that was funny!
Posted by: Stephanie C. | October 28, 2007 at 09:00 PM
Okay, that was funny!
Posted by: Stephanie C. | October 28, 2007 at 09:00 PM
That's so true to fact. Have a bad day and look a mess and for sure, run into someone your hubs works with. *G*
Posted by: Brandy | October 28, 2007 at 09:18 PM
I always seem to run into the preacher's wife or the school principal or the PTA president on days like that.
Posted by: Hayes | October 29, 2007 at 08:16 AM
Who cares? Too much focus on appearance. Am I getting too serious? I'm so sick of being around women who talk about their appearance and think people really care. Haven't we all graduated from high school yet?
Posted by: Connolly | October 29, 2007 at 09:45 AM
How about needing to pick up the kids at school and find out you have to actually GO IN with your uncombed hair pulled into a oh-so-flattering bun, your big specs, and the smelly T-shirt you wore for a workout and dirty sweats the dog slobbered on. This was me last Wednesday.
Posted by: Therese | October 29, 2007 at 10:43 AM
Murphy's Law, right?
Thanks for makin' me laugh 'cause the "minds eye visual" was great!
Posted by: Les~ | October 29, 2007 at 12:47 PM