I was conducting interviews yesterday for an open position at work. I decided it was an important day to dress the part of the senior most female administrator. High waisted skirt, hot belt, smart heels and button down did the trick. Although I was running a little late for my morning meetings, I still managed to throw on some makeup and straighten my hair. My motto for my team when I coached a seventh grade basketball used to be "look good, feel good, play good"...and this was how I felt yesterday.
Coworkers weren't really surprised- I've been stepping up my game for the last few weeks since I've been out of season. I have a closet full of teacher clothes...use 'em or lose 'em, right?
I had a rough afternoon at work so Shannon kindly met me down the hill for a pre-class soda and she said I looked cute- and she looks cute as a rule with cool/quirky accessories-so I was still feeling pretty good about my frock.
But then I got to class...and some bird commented, "Oh my God- you actually look like a girl!"
Ok. I get it. I'm a coach by trade so most times when I get to class, it's right after practice...and I don't look my hotest. However, I took some word syntax and Etymology classes in college as an English major so I really disceted this one...My head was racing (and I caught a decent buzz from earlier so it was compounded...) but I was thinking, "oh yea? what do I usually ACTUALLY look like? Go poop in your hat, lady."
I suppose this statement was a backhanded way to complement me. But I have to say, I'm sick of backhands. Seriously.
Shannon asked that I post the spinach/collard green/mushroom/ricotta cheese pie I made. I've had it for breakfast the past two days.
It was really good------------------>
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and thanks for the compliment...i do love me some accessories.
oh and my "friend" never showed yesterday so i sat there milking my warm coors light by myself feeling like a tool. fun.
sounds like your friend is on double secret probation.
Hot Belt!