Well, several of the bloggers i know are into a confessional mode these days. One very entertaining blogger has started a series called "How I Got to be Me." I really can't get into that kind of thing..."How I Got to be Mary Ellen, aka M.E." is just beyond me. I have NO IDEA how I got to be M.E. I just sort of happened, you know?
My mother wanted a girl, but she got me instead. It's not that I don't have all the right X & Y chromosomes, but something definitely got left out. I look at women's fashions and think, "Oh, ick! Who would want to wear this cheesy stuff?" On my way through MSN to my email, I see all kinds of girly articles on MAKEUP (I wore just enough lipstick and mascara to snag a husband almost 50 years ago, but now it makes me break out) and SKIN CARE (I swear by Burt's Bees Carrot Night Creme--one of the lovely skin tags that circle my neck got inflamed about a month ago...so i rubbed Burt's Bees Carrot Night Creme on it. It turned BLACK, and then it FELL OFF. Is this a miracle product, or what?)
Anyway, my boss said to me the other day....
"Wouldn't you like to stay working until this (PROJECT YOU'RE WORKING ON NOW) gets published? I know you haven't filled out your paperwork for your retirement (WRONG....I've filled it out twice but haven't been able to SEND THE LETTER). Don't you want to stay until you're satisfied with it?"
I said, "I couldn't care less. I'll go do the paperwork tmw."
Actually, I almost quit two days ago. The boss bawled me out in the meeting in front of everyone because SHE says I said the "F-word." I didn't. I said FREAKING, but the interpreters misheard me and made the sign for the other "F-word" I say quite often. At length I said, "Well, be that as it may, don't you think it would be nice to talk to me in private first? and then if I continue, you can lay me out in front of the whole group." She said, "I had to catch it right then and there. I wouldn't want the others to think THEY could start talking like that." And I said, "Fat chance. They're all a bunch of Church People, and they wouldn't be caught dead saying anything remotely naughty no matter where they were."
(This is a conversation I can't win, btw....Church People feel very negatively toward what they call "cursing." And I suspect my boss is a Church Person. She brought us Valentine candies with a religious theme last week. Little "Jesus loves you" lollipops and stuff like that.)
It's like Elizabeth Taylor says..."People who hate Vices also have some very annoying Virtues."
Over and Out.