The next morning, I got to work and saw the camera crew barreling down the hall towards my office. Crap! The weather was terrible and had blown my hair into a wet, windblown mess. I frantically searched for something to tame my wild locks so I'd look presentable for the camera but when I yanked open my purse, my brush was missing. Time was running out!
So I grabbed the next best thing.
A plastic fork.
(I mean, if your hair looks like soggy spaghetti, why not?)
It worked. The short clip went well. No one even knew (at least not until today) about my pre-show styling secret. Improvisation skillz: don't leave home without them!