More Work Experience..

This week, I am working at The South Wales Echo. Today was my first day at the Media Wales building, and I started the day as I usually do, by making a fool out of myself. Walking into the window thinking it was an open door is pretty much now at the top of my 'embarrassing moments' list, but of course throughout the day, something else was obviously going to happen to me and my clumsy self.
I expected to be amongst other students who were also on work experience, but little did I know, the girl who arrived in the morning was someone from my course in Uni, and I was none the wiser! (I definitely need to stop looking at the floor when I walk.)
In the morning, I was pretty much left alone to get used to the computer system, and my little corner in the news room.
Then, after lunch, I was approached by a reporter, who asked me to go out and do a 'Vox Pop,' which in Journalism world means, or in my simple terms means... going out on to the street and pestering randomers.
Many passers by definitely didn't want to be interviewed, and many more didn't want their picture taken at the end of the interview, which made my job that little bit harder, as everything I had previously interviewed them about, was now useless to the paper without a picture.
I went back to the newsroom with my best of efforts, which seemed to make the reporter happy.
All was well, until I went to the toilet. I will explain the problem with my skirt before I tell you the punch line, other wise it will definitely not make any sense. I bought a skirt especially for work experience. I should have known this was a mistake, as whenever I wear a new item of clothing for a special occasion or important event, something always, always goes wrong.
Every time I went to the toilet, (my bladder is very weak, and I drink a lot of tea) my skirt would get totally tangled and I would be in the cubicle for an extra five minutes, trying to sort it out.
However, I was in a rush, and left the toilet quickly without checking for skirt disasters in the mirror, and of course, I only walked across the massive newsroom, with my skirt inside out, (I don't even know how this happened) but not only inside out, it was also upside down, AND tucked in my knickers.
So I think the ground should come and swallow me up before I go back to work tomorrow. If it doesn't, I will be back to fill you in with some more (unavoidable and typical) embarrassing incidents later on in the week!

TTYL,
Glitter
xx