So 2 times before 9AM today I was told, "You look tired."
Thanks. I am tired. Exhausted really. I mean, I'm disguising yoga pants as dress pants today. (How is this done? With a really cute top and blazer--then hopefully you do not look down to my very comfortable pants with the fold over top.)
Dear awkward work friends,
Why do you come into my office and simply announce, "You look tired"? When I say, "I am," it is your invitation to leave. It is not an invitation to continue to stand in the doorway and stare at me for what feels like an eternity and make me have awkward conversation with you because you do not know how to leave.
Lets try not to revisit this. Ok?
Stop prying into my personal life,
aeb.
We're just 2 southern girls with a grip on reality, a tuned ear for eavesdropping, an ability for judgement, and an ever carefully placed, "Bless her heart."
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
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