Give me some good beer, conversation, friends, and music and there is little that will bother me. I try to treat others as I wish to be treated and when I don't, I like to think I learn from my mistakes. I believe most people are trustworthy until proven otherwise. I'm a conversational snob. I have little tolerance for stupidity or rudeness. Common courtesy is one of the best traits one can have. I believe there is conversation that is inappropriate for the dinner table. I love running into people I used to know, but am always happier if I look cute when it happens. I think there would be much less ruckus in the world if brunch were a daily offering.

Wednesday, July 20, 2005

Inside Voice Plan B, Inside Voice

And by inside I mean inside my head. I'm wearing a top today that I wouldn't normally wear into the office. We have an event this evening and I just didn't feel like bringing extra clothes into the office with me so my shirt is not-quite-but-borderline office inappropriate. It's just a little more low-cut and flouncy than I would prefer. Nothing scandalous by any means. Moving on. My boss came into my office first thing this morning with a huge smile on his face and said "nice boot". Well what I heard and said out loud was "nice boob". I don't know that I have ever turned that red in my entire life.
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