Oh my God, what happened to your face?!

Yep. That's what I heard at 320am in the ER. And it wasn't being said to someone that just got their faced smashed with a baseball bat...it was being said to me. What?! I was tired, well, exhausted, but did I just hear what I thought? Yeah. Apparently my breakouts are so appalling, that's what an old co-worker said to me, "You used to have such nice skin when you worked here." (And I thought I was having a good face day.) Really, girl, you are not helping with any self-esteem issues I might be having at 320 in the morning. She then suggested I scrub my face with limes every day. "That's what we do in Jamaica." The conversation ended with, "maybe you just need sex." God, I'm so glad we got to catch up.