Party never stops.

God, my face is still in flames an hour later. I'm so embarrassed. I walked over to the vet group's conference room to see a presentation about housing for fish. I kind of just barged in despite the ladies at the desk trying to get my attention to get me to stop. The vet who invited me shooed me out, but I'd already interrupted a room full of people talking about important stuff. It was, apparently, a last-second meeting called regarding overtime and holiday planning. My faaaaaace. It's amazing I had blood left to feed my muscles enough oxygen to let me walk away. (Unless muscles can be powered by shame?)

I waited thirty minutes to see if the seminar was going to resume late, but after that, I figured I'd give up. I'm still horribly embarrassed and want to crawl into a hole.