TMI Thursday: embarrassing (one-time) beauty ritual

Today's confession:

I combed my hair with a plastic fork.

Once. Only once!

But what makes this story embarrassing is that I thought it was pretty hilarious and told some folks only to watch them cluck sympathetically, shaking their heads while looking at me a little too hard.

A fork! Is that not hilarious?

My only conclusion is that it's not as funny as I think because it must LOOK like I comb my hair with a plastic fork all the time.

Or maybe they thought the fork was dirty (it wasn't).

Or maybe they thought I was on the verge of being homeless, since who else would need an emergency brushing session with a fork?

The first time someone didn't chuckle, I didn't think much of it. But the tenth time? That's 100% of people picturing my pathetic ass frantically raking a plastic fork through my hair and not laughing. The image is obviously traumatic.

Here's the story.

I was at work one day (my old job) and a coworker in the film dept. came running up to me. "Can you do us a favor? We need someone for a short clip in the background talking on a cell phone. You don't have to actually SAY anything. Just a few seconds of footage, can you do it?"

Even though I HATE attention (if you know me, you know I'm shy about this), it is kind of flattering to be asked. And I loved my old job. Anything to contribute to our mission. Plus maybe the royalties would pay off well into my nineties. ;)

I said, "Sure!"

And promptly forgot.

The next morning, I got to work and saw the camera crew barreling down the hall towards my office. Crap! I had torn out of the house to avoid the handyman and thus wasn't fully "assembled" yet. I didn't have time to style my hair and figured I'd deal with it at work. But now there was no time!

I frantically searched for something to tame my frizzy, damp, windblown hair. I had 4 seconds to look presentable. I yanked open my purse, where was my brush? FRAK! I left it at home! I grabbed the next best thing. A fork. I raked it through my strands and threw it back in the drawer just in time to turn and smile at the entering camera crew.

The short clip went well. No one knew (at least not until today). I bought another brush that day that now stays permanently housed in my bag. I do actually use it, though you can't tell. (Fellow frizzy-haireds understand.)

And before you ask -- no actual forks were harmed in the making of the video.