Who doesn’t love Lucy? Although I am a huge fan of her earlier films, like many people, my love affair with her started out on the small screen where she commanded the set and made us laugh. One of my best friends and I use to refer to ourselves as Lucy and Ethel. When we were together, I was the Ethel to her Lucy…..but on my own, I had plenty of Lucy moments. I recall one time specifically on a day when I had a job interview.
I had gotten up early and taken the kiddo into school, came back home and took a leisurely shower. This was not something I usually had the time to do, as I was currently working full-time and taking classes at night. So I languished under the hot water for quite a while, got out of the shower and dried my hair. This is also not something I normally do. I have tons of hair and normally to blow it dry can take me an hour or so. For this interview, I wanted to make sure I looked professional and took the time to do my hair and make up. I picked a nice suit out of my closet and proceeded to get dressed. Once I was ready, I looked at the clock and was quite proud of myself. I still had like an hour and a half before I was supposed to be there…..and the interview wasn’t far from my house, so I had no worries in the world.
I took the extra time to tidy up around the house a bit. As I walked into my son’s room, I glanced out the window to the deck. I noticed that the rain the night before had caused a slight problem with our canvas gazebo. You see, I had decided that I didn’t like the boring square or rectangle gazebos….I much preferred the octagonal one that liked to catch puddles of water in the wedges of the roof. This had happened previously, and I found that by going underneath it with a broom, I could push the water outward and take the weight off the roof. I had been doing this every time it rained since I bought the stupid thing and never had a problem. Of course, this time would be different.
I walked outside onto the slick deck and took my place under the center of the gazebo, as to not get any back splash from the water hitting the ground. First wedge done….no problem…..second wedge done….easy as pie…..but that third wedge was waiting to laugh at me. I pushed the water outward and heard a loud creaking noise from behind me. The water from the remaining wedges was placing too much weight on the metal structure and it was starting to bend. If I didn’t reach for it, the whole thing would collapse. So I stepped as quickly as I could and grabbed the top portion of the pole just as it broke…….and water started pouring down onto my head. From the position I was in, I couldn’t let go of the pole with out the whole thing falling on top of me….so I sat there and let the water keep pouring onto my nicely done hair and make-up…..onto my perfectly professional suit and I immediately thought “Now this is a Lucy moment if I ever had one”.
Now with only an hour left, I semi-dried my hair and wrapped it into a bun, threw on my second best suit and rushed out of the house. Of course, I hit every stop light and was glancing at the clock the whole time, thinking “Boy, how am I going to explain this? There is no way they will ever hire me”. I got there just in the nick of time……and they were running late, so I was gold. All of that prep….all of that stress and the interview only lasted about 20 minutes…..I was hired on the spot. It turned out to be one of the best places I ever worked, and one of the very few jobs I ever had where my employers truly respected me and my abilities. I wonder if they would have if they knew they were hiring a Lucy?
Have you ever had a Lucy moment? Please tell me your story so I don’t feel so alone. 🙂