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Why can I not talk Managing Directors?

I have mentioned before that I have a bad track record when it comes to talking to Managing Directors. That has continued again this morning.

Couple of things you need to know before I start on the story. First is that we have security swipe cards that are required to be swiped before pressing your floor on the lift and then swiped before entering the doors on the floors in the building.

Second is that my swipe card is in a plastic holder that attaches to my belt and I can pull out (on a string) and then it self retracts back in when I let it go.

Okay - now for the story.

Walking into the building foyer this morning, I spy the MD at the coffee bar. I walk a bit faster as I don't want to get stuck in the lift with him (knowing that I am incapable of making intelligent conversation with him) so I race into the lift (as the doors close on me) and start swiping my card and pressing my floor.

However the floor won't light up. So I keep swiping and pressing, while hold toast in my mouth and coffee in other hand, and then hear a voice say "Good morning Catherine". I ignore the voice and keep swiping and pressing my floor.

Finally my floor lights up and I turn to see the MD. I try to recover and make conversation (taking toast out of mouth hoping poppy seeds not stuck in teeth)and hoping not to repeat previous conversationally suicides that I have had with this MD.

Make it to my floor and get out, still talking to him (he is going to the floor above me) and, with the lift door still open, reach for my belt to pull out my swipe card to swipe the door onto my floor.

Then my swipe card explodes.

Yep, explodes.

I guess in my nervousness, I pulled on the string too hard and broke the spring and as a result the plastic holder breaks into about 50 pieces over the lobby floor and this massive metal springs bounces off across the floor.

I am left with a shocked look on my face and watch the lift close on the MD who is laughing very hard.

Guess that promotion is not happening anytime soon.

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