Whether it's an "Oh my God! What was Susan thinking when she wore that shirt. Try losing 10 pounds before you try to pull of that look again." or a "Damn, Mike's girlfriend has got him whipped! What a tool", the dread is the same when you feel that sting down your spine. You slowly turn in terror to see the very person you were just gossiping about has been only a few feet away from you the whole time you were bad mouthing them. Your eyes widen, and you the proceed to spend the rest of the day wondering if they've heard you or not. Of coarse it's even worse when you know clearly that they've heard you. Oh the shame! The embarrassment! Your cheeks turn bright red. Time for some major damage control. You're options:
a) Own it: Stick to your guns with a "Ya, Mike honestly, man up." OR
b) Do some major ass kissing: "I mean, Susan, you hit the mark every other time. Girl, you walk in here looking like Gisele Bundchen every day. Like, honestly I don't know how you do it! You're amazing! Did I ever tell you that? You're just so amazing..."
How terribly
awkward.
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