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<blockquote data-quote="rhodesbe" data-source="post: 2038041" data-attributes="member: 2415"><p>I had a similar experience, albeit not as painful.</p><p></p><p>One cold morning three years ago:</p><p>I get dressed in the dark, as not to wake my wife. In the winter my hands crack and bleed in the cold unless I use lotion. </p><p>My wife keeps a big jug of hand lotion on her side of the bed. One morning, I stumbled over in the dark to the lotion pump, and dole out four or five good doses. I noticed it smelled good, had too much on my hands, and decided to apply the excess to my face. You know, instead of wiping my hands on my business slacks and coat.</p><p></p><p>Anyways, I go to work, meet with the leadership team of my company (including CEO and VP of Sales), and proceed to take part in one of the bigger sales proposals the company gave that year - in front of the customer's brass. Things go great!</p><p>It is mid-morning before I finally have the chance to hit the head. As I am washing my hands, I stare up in the mirror and notice I have a bunch of glitter all over my face. That 'lotion' I applied hours earlier and rubbed on my cheeks gave me the appearance of a male twinky stripper.</p><p></p><p>No one in my company, nor the customer's company had mentioned this to me. For once, the term 'FML' actually meant something to me.</p><p></p><p>P.S.: We sold that customer on our multi-million dollar proposal, so from that day forward all my co-workers wanted me to apply stripper lotion as a good luck charm every time we pitched a sale.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="rhodesbe, post: 2038041, member: 2415"] I had a similar experience, albeit not as painful. One cold morning three years ago: I get dressed in the dark, as not to wake my wife. In the winter my hands crack and bleed in the cold unless I use lotion. My wife keeps a big jug of hand lotion on her side of the bed. One morning, I stumbled over in the dark to the lotion pump, and dole out four or five good doses. I noticed it smelled good, had too much on my hands, and decided to apply the excess to my face. You know, instead of wiping my hands on my business slacks and coat. Anyways, I go to work, meet with the leadership team of my company (including CEO and VP of Sales), and proceed to take part in one of the bigger sales proposals the company gave that year - in front of the customer's brass. Things go great! It is mid-morning before I finally have the chance to hit the head. As I am washing my hands, I stare up in the mirror and notice I have a bunch of glitter all over my face. That 'lotion' I applied hours earlier and rubbed on my cheeks gave me the appearance of a male twinky stripper. No one in my company, nor the customer's company had mentioned this to me. For once, the term 'FML' actually meant something to me. P.S.: We sold that customer on our multi-million dollar proposal, so from that day forward all my co-workers wanted me to apply stripper lotion as a good luck charm every time we pitched a sale. [/QUOTE]
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