As I entered the room, I started to panic.
Time slowed as though I was stuck in a time lapse.
It felt as though I was wading through water against a heavy current as I made my way through the room.
Each step triggered a reaction from them.
They glared at me as if I had puked vodka all over myself.
Others rolled on the floor with laughter.
All I wanted to do was run away, but I couldn’t.
I had nowhere to go.
So I continued walking, holding my head up high and acting as if nothing was wrong.
But that didn’t quell the raucous laughter or the ugly stares.
At that moment, sweat oozed from the forehead as my body temperature rose.
I could feel the thumps of my heartbeat in my throat.
It got too much, and I screamed.
My secret had been exposed.
I escaped from the room because…
My colleagues had figured out that I didn’t shower that morning before I came to work.
How could I possibly have time to shower when my alarm failed me by forgetting to wake me up at 6:30am?
I jumped out of bed at 8:30am to whizz through the millions of cars on Johannesburg’s roads.
I had to be on time for a performance review meeting with my boss at 9am.
I shall not be judged for a shower.
I did put on some roll on, ran toothpaste through my mouth and changed my underwear before dashing out of the house.
I’m convinced that my colleagues were watching a funny YouTube video and happened to look in my direction as they rolled on the floor with laughter. They had no clue about the status of my personal hygiene.
Besides, I’m not the only one that skips a shower here and there to make it to work on time 🙂
*image from Pexels.