Wednesday, September 27, 2006

San Fran Day 2

Or... How did I manage to embarrass myself at this huge international meeting.

My first meeting ever: 14,000 attendees, Washington DC 2005. I had a "late breaker" abstract poster presentation (a big deal). I was wearing wool pants that were a trifle too big in the waist. So I had on a belt to keep them up. Unfortunately there weren't many belt-loops in the pants. Just one on each side. At the end of the 2 hour posted session, where almost no one came to my poster I realized why I had been chastized. My belt had scooted up my back, the pants scooted down my backside, and my underwear was hanging out for all to see. I wanted to die.

Second international meeting. San Francisco, 2006. Maybe 15,000 attendees. I spent my 2 hour poster session with my zipper undone. Priceless.

So this year I thought I had it covered. I just bought this super cute outfit that looked great. In a separate shopping expedition I bought these great clogs that are so super comfy to wear that I think they may never come off my feet until I graduate medical school. Since I couldn't walk by the end of this conference last year because me feet hurt so bad from my old shoes I was thrilled to be comfy this year. "Don't worry about these shoes- they work with any outfit" my roommate said. Yeah, well that was before the "skinny pant" came back. When I put on my super cute outfit this morning and then slipped on the clogs I wanted to die. The shoes are absolutely hideous with super cute outfit. Hideous. I look like Ronald McDonald. So here is super cute outfit:




And here is how I ruined it. This pic doesn't even do it justice. People spent all day staring at my feet. Good stuff



And here is a pic of my happy lab, trying to pretend they aren't looking at my feet.

The only thing that saved me was that I was showing enough cleavage that most men didn't notice the fashion disaster I really am.

15 comments:

mist1 said...

You should have called me. I would never have let you leave the house in those.

*sigh*

IMmike said...

they look fine to me. then again, i'm a guy who supposedly doesn't have any fashion sense.

jonathan caron said...

that s one entertaining story!!! keep them coming!!! didn't notice the shoes either......

Rachel said...

Just got caught up on your blog. (Fantastic, by the way).

No one noticed your shoes, trust me. Science geeks know nothing about fashion, and it actually wasn't as noticeable as you thought.

I'm envious. I love San Fran. It's my favorite city in the world.

I can't believe you're doing your first IM in the same year as your defense! That's intense.

By the way, I can't believe you went to UW-Madison too for undergrad! We're about the same age. What was your major? I love meeting other Badgers! Ah, the Midwest. I miss it. Can you believe it?

As far as the races you have planned, I was batting around the idea of doing California's Half-IM in March as my first half-IM. I haven't committed yet though. Hmmm. You just may talk me into it. (It's just up the road for me, afterall).

P.S. What did you name your bike? I liked Paris or Prima, personally.

Wes said...

LOL. Oh, Jodi. Mistake number 1. Isn't your roomate a male? Holy Crap. I don't see anything wrong with your shoes. Case closed. I think that just comes from a lifetime of not worrying about stupid stuff. Of course, stupid is a matter of perspective, but I digress. Now, having your zipper down, THAT'S priceless. Shame on you for making me bust a gut this early in the morning. Oh, and you are not a fashion disaster. Certainly that's a woman thing.

E-Speed said...

Lol love the cleavage line, too true.

Papa Louie said...

Sorry to hear about the outfit mishap. Kinda of funny though. But your bright smile won them all.
And that was the same smile I remember seeing when I snuck up on you at the Portage Lakes race. Keep smiling.

rice said...

Yes to reiterate, guys just don’t notice things like that. But by all means keep the cleavage coming..

Oh and don’t buy crêpes there. I make the best crêpes in the world so you’ll have to vacation east.

Cheers.

Rice.

smartasscoach said...

How come you don't look like a geek like the rest of your co-workers? Ha, must be the lack of glasses! ;-)

rob reddy said...

women NEVER show enough cleavage, but men will never stop looking either

Lauren said...

Bet no one noticed your shoes. I thought they were fine. bet in a room full of doctors, they wouldn't notice if the fashion trends change. Did you SEE the people with whom you took a picture? They weren't "NOT" looking at your feet; they were looking for a decent hairdo themselves ;)

Oops, was that out loud?

You looked great. Enjoy SF. Play "spot the transvestite" like I used to do, last time I was in SF (Union Square area also). You'll forget about your shoes :)

Mallie said...

Not sure I'm liking this whole skinny pant thing. They look cute on you though. And comfy feet over sassy feet wins any day.

TriSaraTops said...

Cute! Hey, never woulda noticed the shoes if you didn't point them out! :) ha ha

Glenn said...

I woulda never noticed the shoes either! Sounds like you had a great time in SF. You missed a great race though Sunday morning, Bridge to Bridge. Next year...

qcmier said...

So, umm, yeah, uhh, did you find uhh, that the amino acid...uh bound...oh, Sorry I'm staring at the cleavage. Uh Where I can get a copy.