Wednesday, November 20, 2013
Last week I went to a Phi Theta Kappa induction. My friend asked that I go and represent (mentor) her at the ceremony. So, I'm all dolled up and dressed to the nines! I go and show support to my friend...
After the ceremony... My instructor who I have conversations with after every class, comes up to us and tries to excuse her. I tell my instructor it's fine, and call he by her last name. She shocked that I know her name and questions who I am. I tell her my name and explain I got all 'girlie' for my friend's ceremony tonight. The instructor says, "No, really who are you?" We go through this exchange about 3 times of her asking me who I am and I tell her who I am... Last time she asks, I get out my driver's license to prove I really am me.
[laughing, even in writing this blog.]
The instructor comes up to me yesterday before class starts and apologizes for not recognizing me. I accept the apology and forgive her memory laps. She says and I quote, "When you get dressed up, with your hair done and make up on, you look extremely different. I was taken aback that my thug-ish student who always dresses in jeans, a t-shirt, and a bandanna, could pull off a professional lady look is beyond me. You were stunning when you took the time out to make an impression. I can see why Shay likes you for a friend." (Shay is the woman who invited me to her PTK ceremony and my friend.)
I guess I need to get dolled up more often... lol. I just love being the tomboy type of girl instead of a girlie girl. lol.