Blogger was moving slow this morning so I gave up. Below are some thoughts to close out the week.
One of my co-workers has talked to me about my lack of professionalism on the floor. As she was talking I made my sister a pair of slippers out of two Kotex (she works on another floor) and sent them through the pneumatic tube system to her. I fear there are more conversations to come.
Yesterday my hair was fabulously full and glorious. Overnight it grew just enough to be heavy and flat and I look like Betty White.
For females only: when you get home in the evening, how long do you wait to take off your bra? p.s. this is a question I posed to aforementioned co-worker last week. She declined to answer.
Most of my eyelashes have spontaneously fallen out.
If you are waiting for the elevator and the doors open but the light indicates the car is going in the wrong direction; do you get on and ride along or wait for a car going in the right direction?
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I pretty much take my bra off as I walk through the door.
the elevator door?
p.s. me too.
That was very nice of you to consider you sister that way. I'm sure she appreciated you kindness...what did she make for you?
Your father and I are so proud.
I gave up on uncomfortable bras a few months ago and opted for a garment that has no underwire or scratchy hooks in back ... looks somewhat like a very lightweight spandex "teddy" that you can't even feel ... it does offer a wee bit of support where needed and holds everything together. In an elevator I've often gone up a few floors only to go down (only if there is a mob). I now have an idea for a post about ditching my bra :)
i'll skip the bra question since i answered it yesterday, but as far as elevators go, i wait it out. because a) i tend to get lost due to distraction and b) i like to maintain a good 10 feet in between me and everyone else at all times. so the less time i'm in a small box dangling precariously over a death hole with complete strangers, the better.
My hair desperately needs cut. I look like one of the Beatles.
My bra ---off as I'm walking through the door --there have been times when I've taken it off on the way home in the van! So - why do we bother wearing them? I'm in my late 40's - have lost over 100 pounds and breast fed my daughter. My boobs sag to my waist (almost)....I was watching American Idol and this plus size woman with a satin shirt and no bra proceeded to sway around the room as she sang (horribly). I was thinking --'look - she has the confidence to be on national television with no bra - boobs flappin' in the breeze --We all should be that confident.
My eyelashes haven't fallen out.
Here's a fun thing to do on an elevator. Step in the door and DON'T turn around. You will see everyone already on the elevator begin to shrink away in all directions! People become VERY uncomforable with someone breaking the "elevator rules". oh --I don't get on it unless the arrow matches the direction I'm going.
i'm glad i wasnt the only one who noticed that chick's brazen lack of a foundation garment... like after the whole idol thing, she was gonna head across town for a national geographic shoot and teach us about maize.
dear mrs. mac, i cannot imagine anything described as a "teddy" being able to hold the sisters in check. do they have a grizzly model?
bra - depends, sometimes right away and sometimes not until right before bed.
elevator - wait it out...
I hope the slippers weren't recycled... ick!
Can I come work with you? sounds like so much fun.
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