None of This Would Have Happened If I Had Just Gone In With Wet Shoes And Bought A Cup of Tea

Today I was sitting on a bench in the mall, minding my own business, people-watching, after work.

Noteworthy indeed was the pile of water I came to notice at my feet.

Apparently my water bottle had been dripping for the entire 10 minutes that I had been sitting there.

It probably looks like I "wet" the bench.... if you catch my drift.

So, not only was my mood dampened (pardon the pun) because I didn't want to go into DAVIDsTEA (my favourite place on earth) after work (because I had stepped in a puddle on the way, ruining my shoes) looking like crap and smelling like bleach (I'm a hostess at a restaurant), but the mood had actually been brought to life, when I opened up my bag and my apron and shoes were found to be soaked through.... in lemon water.

How fun.

I really needed a cup of tea at that moment, but I figured it wasn't worth the embarrassment, being so wet and all.

None of This Would Have Happened If I Had Just Gone In With Wet Shoes And Bought A Cup of Tea {Before Sitting Down on the Bench to Mope About My Wet Shoes}.

Is it too superficial of me to say that I dislike going into my favourite places after work because I want to be able to make an impression, and because I don't want to buy anything without looking good?

Don't answer.

I probably am acting a little too superficial right now.

Looks like I'll be brewing my own tea tonight. Good thing I have a hearty supply of DAVIDsTEA products.