I was planning out a post in my head. One that was serious. And meaningful. About me. Really, truly me. And how I feel about some stuff.
It wasn’t going to be my usual fluff post. Where I try to be funny but still make a point.
NO…I was going to talk about a conversation that I had with my friend yesterday. And talk about some posts that I’ve read recently that had me thinking. About fitting in. And my struggles…my whole life…with fitting in.
I wanted to talk about how, all through my school years, I always felt like the outsider looking in. I wanted to tell you how I always was surrounded by a group of friends but never in a “clique”. And I never felt like I truly belonged…anywhere. I always felt like, in group conversations…everyone would talk over me…and never listen if I spoke.
I really wanted to relay my feelings to you of never quite feeling like I fit in. Ever. Even now. Even in the blog world. Even though I love my real life friends…and my blog friends. I still always feel like I’m on the outside looking in.
I was going to really get into detail about this whole post. And I still may…later.
But…
After I dropped my kids off at camp…I met a couple of my friends at Dunkin Donuts for an iced coffee.
I got up to the counter to place my order. And my nostrils were overtaking by an odor…
Not of the scrumptious donuts…
Or of the various coffee flavors…
Or of the breakfasts being made behind the counter…
NO…
It was something that NO ONE should have to endure at a place that sells tasty and delicious treats…
It was the most. GOD AWFUL. Body odor.
From one of the workers.
And it permeated the entire store.
For the love of all that is unicorns, butterflies and rainbows…
WEAR DEODORANT!!!
You are in America.
We bathe here.
We use various products to mask our funky smells.
So…when in Rome, woman. When. In. Rome.
And that is why I was unable to make my serious, heartfelt post today.
There is always tomorrow…
As long as I stay away from Dunkin Donuts…
