Thursday, May 19, 2011


So what would you do if you were in a meeting with the CEO of your company and three of the other top executives and you found a wood tick in your hair?

That's what happened to me yesterday. True story.

I seriously contemplated for five minutes about what to do. Should I risk looking rude and walk out of the meeting? Should I start shrieking and ask the person next to me for help? Should I ignore it and wait until the end of the meeting to find a way to get it out? Should I just pull it out of my hair right then and their and maybe play with it on the table?

I was going to just ignore it, but then I realized I was most likely going to be sitting in that meeting for another hour. Meanwhile that tick would continue to suck my blood and although unlikely, give me Lyme's disease. So I ended calmly leaving the conference room and then sprinted to a co-worker's cube. She bravely pulled the tick out of my scalp. I went back into my meeting and no one was ever aware of the real reason why I left the meeting.



  1. First, I'm so glad you came across Stacey first and not me. Second, I'm shocked you could remain that calm. Third, OF COURSE the dang tick had to appear in the middle of that meeting - total Murphy's Law.

  2. Is it sad that that incident is the funniest thing that has happened to me in weeks, if not months? It's probably sadder that I think it was funnier enough to blog about. Haha.

  3. You are sooo much braver than me! Those things creep me out beyond belief. Any time our dog has one (which if very seldom, thankfully) I make my husband get rid of it and then burn it! :)

    Hope you're doing well - love the new look of the blog and especially love the baby pictures. ;)


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