The horror of being DiiGMaa.. at the Chamber of Commerce !!
September 20, 2006
Monday, I woke up on the right side of bed.. No, let me rephrase that… I woke up on the wrong side of bed that morning.. You see I sleep on the left side of bed.. and that morning I woke up on the right side.. That alone was a sign that it was going to be a long and hectic day..
I was out running errands when my darling boss (genuinely I am blessed with the best bosses in the world il7imdilla) msged me to notify me that I was to attend a conference or something of the sort ASAP at the Chamber of Commerce where delegates from the Abu Dhabi Chamber of Commerce were visiting. I realized that I needed to rush home and get into something more presentable as I was dressed as a slob for the day..
I quickly slip into the simplest and easiest thing in sight.. a white summer dress and a strikingly blood red belt… I sped off to the city.. I park and run to the elevators. I wait and wait and wait.. Of course only when you are in a hurry does the world and it’s order decide to take a break.. All of a sudden I see the security guard rush to the elevator and holds open the door for me to enter.. how proper, how very chivalrous.. I enter the elevator to be stunned at the sight of a smashingly stunning stud that smiles welcomingly as I glide in.. it suddenly gets hot… and I’m wondering there is always a good out of being late..
Ok stop right there.. I told you I woke up on the right side of the bed.. so that only meant trouble..
So back to my la la land moment.. I turn to face the door and I realize that I ain’t so lucky.. from the distance I see a tall man approaching the elevator clad in traditional attire and adjusting his Bisht as he walked into the elevator…
So basically the security holding the elevator was for the Minister and the Hot young stud was smiling to the tall Minister behind me.. I am a DiiGMaa after all.. Only in la la Kuwait would there be chivalry (no offense boys I know you are acceptations) and common greetings amongst opposite sexes !! The embarrassment sets in… as I realized I had said thank you to the security and no wonder he didn’t reply.. (Bastard)
It gets hotter.. the elevator is heading to the 15th floor.. I ask the gentlemen to press the button for the 11th floor.. the elevator stops and I exit, only to stop half way through my exit buy their protest of exiting on the 8th floor when I asked for the 11th..
I re-enter the elevator while they continue their chatter and I lower my head to the ground.. the elevator stops again.. and I exit.. Again they screech at me and tell me it’s the 10th floor and not the 11th… I re-enter the elevator leaving my dignity on the 10th floor.. Holding my breath till the 11th floor.. the elevator doors open and I am free again..
It is suddenly quiet.. Silence has taken over the 11th floor.. I look around.. Right, left and all I see is a few men tidying up and collecting rubbish.. I missed it !! All of it !!
Looking as lost as can be, a young man comes my way and tells me they have all shifted to the 15th floor.. I felt better already and waited again for the elevator..
Finally, the doors open and I hear the shuffling and movement of men in their dishdasha’s before I even exit..
I took a deep breath and stepped out.. Late, hot, and nervous I turn right and see no one.. I turn left and all I see is an ocean of dishdasha’s… my my the horror.. I regret my choice of clothes and try to hide the blinding red of my clutch behind me as I pick a focal point in the distance and walk towards it nervously..
I come to a halt and realize all eyes are on me.. I wonder if it’s the oddness of my feminine presence.. Or the colours so striking amongst the purity of the white clad male filled reception hall.. after reaching all the way to the end of the pathway I look to my right and see masses of men seated in a dewaniya type seating arrangement behind a row of press photographers clicking away blinding me with their flash.. I look to my left and there I was.. Standing right next to the Minister while he was handing a plaque or award of some type to a guest from the UAE..
I smiled and walked back to a secluded corner and waited to make my escape as the men where directed to the buffet area…
The horror
The embarrassment
Just another day in the life of DiiGMaa…
I loved this story. I wish there were pictures. lmao Oh man too good too too sweet.
what were you supposed to do there anyways? and I had a clear image of you in that dress and belt and it was not suitable for this place.
AWWWWW 7ayati :*
They were just checking out ur hotness! Ma sawaitay shay ghala6 :)
(Miss u)
LOL zain look at the numbers, ishfeech sayra ma6yoora :P
btw errands? hehehe
lol was the guy that hot ely u left at the wrong floor 3 times? :P
such days i wish i could just stay home hehehe
مبارك عليكم الشهر
as soon as i read white and red i could see trouble coming in. this country aint ready yet for that combination ;)
Amuzing, as always ;)
Digggmoooooo!!! That is so freaking hilarious and cute at the same time! Seriously! U should wear whatever the hell you want! I think thats great, and people run into the same problem that you have mentioned!
I haved walked into the wrong area before when walking into a conference, but I just walk around in complete confidence and take a seat! loool!
You should just do everything with a smile and everything will be ok! Forget about the other people who dont smile! I smile all the time and I get surprising looks, but I dont care.. makes me feel good. But if somebody is delaying my work, because something they have to do then I stop smiling and the anger comes out! loooool!
:)
hahahah!! that’s s funny and embarrassing. i would hate to be put in that situation
looooool a7 a7 a77777777777777….yala ma3alay tikbereeen oh tinsain enshala……unless i keep reminding u of it ;p
omg!!
i loved the story so cute and so u !!
just be ur self
and i totally agree with marzouq ;)
elevators!!! always things happen in them i dont know why?
hehe.. I know exactly how you feel, am a digma myself and it always embarrassing down there :s
Loved your story, felt like I was there hehe
مبارك عليج الشهر :)
Omg that is so embarassing!
But I think being “Diigmaa” was beneficial here!
I hate that elevator thing, it can become quite a dilema! lol.. about the clothing, well, try to imagine the people in baby yellow, pink, and blue PJs with santa hats holding teddybears. Now.. feel better? :P
Qe9a 3jeeeeeeeeeba :) 3awda mowafaqah ya digmety ;)
O embarak 3laaich el shahar dear :)…. el blog hatha bel new look 9ej yeshra7 el 9ader ;) shy jmeeel hehe
Heeeeeeey!! Looking gooooooood Miss D ;)
And Mbarak 3alaich el shahar ;*
haha! That was hilarious :-p It can only happen to you obviously.
thats what you get for … ;p
Aww, DiGMaa, it’s ok. The would have looked at you no matter what you wore ;-)
I think at some point during an “off” day, you just have to resign to the relization that it won’t be your day and put on you best, “Fu** you, I am DiGMaa, get outta my way!” look and go about like that.
One day you’ll look back and laugh at this, while remembering the hot guy in the elevator!
This was the first time that I read your blog and I loved it — really hilarious. I’ve been in that situation twice and it is so difficult to hide … especially when wearing red! If only the hot guy had shown up at the meeting :)
hehehehehehe funny story hun :D
nice new look by the way :D
i love your new home :) its very welcoming and causy.
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