Tonight I had one of those completely cringeworthy moments, though thankfully only Shane and Luke witnessed it. And since I can generally slip things by Luke, we'll just say that Shane witnessed it.
This afternoon, we went to my boss's daughter's open house. Getting out of our car, we had one of those, "I hope this is the right house, should we go in the door, or is everyone in the backyard?" moments, as we got there fairly early and couldn't really see where everyone was. We decided to try backyard, and as we were walking up, I saw a man standing at the back of the open garage. Since he was staring at me, I smiled, waved, and said, Hi! The man completely ignored me, so I thought maybe he didn't hear me, at which point I raised my hand to wave again....and realized that the man? WAS A CARDBOARD CUTOUT. Oh yes! I was attempting to talk to something that was pretty clearly NOT three dimensional.
At this point, Shane realized what I was doing and nearly fell over laughing. I begged him to not walk into the party and tell everyone what he did (because seriously, my boss would never, EVER let me live that one down!), and although he insisted that it was too good a story to not tell, he acquiesced and did not bring it up again. Until we left the party, and he asked if I wanted to say goodbye to my friend.
Really, though, Shane is right. It's too good a story to not tell. I had my contacts in, so I can't claim blurry vision. Apparently, I have a problem discerning what is cardboard and what is a human being. God help me if I ever visit a wax museum.