Embarassed? Who me?

I don't get embarrassed easily.  At all.  I actually think I might be missing the gene that causes embarrassment.

But, this week, I actually did something that I thought, this will be my embarrassing moment.

This week I was in the mail room, waiting for the mail lady to finish up.  When another man walked into the doorway.  He had an ID badge clipped to his belt. 

I looked and thought, weird, it's not a VIHA ID.  I looked back, all I could make out was CAPITAL, so I thought woah, that must be a really old ID--from when we were the CAPITAL health region, but then I thought, maybe he's using it as a fake so I looked again....then I realized he was watching me check out his crotch.

I looked at my feet.

I looked at the ID.

Then, I looked him square in the eye and walked out.

It didn't hit me until later that I probably should've been embarrassed...but it didn't really get embarrassing until I told my coworkers.....then I realized, this is embarrassing.