This song is the one stuck in my head lately. It's amazing.
I recently found my Fashion Bug credit card, so I bought a new outfit for work. Really needed new work clothes. Nice black pants, kind of dressy shirt with large black buttons and a sort of pocket in front. Very chic. A little see through, so I wore a red tank top under it. But the red tank showed above the neckline of the shirt a bit. Just great. But then I looked in the mirror and decided the hint of red above all the black looked nice. I pulled half my hair back into a clip, keeping it parted on the right like it usually is, and I put on my large red earrings. I have to admit, it looked all looked pretty good. I hardly ever wear make-up, and when I do it's only some mascara and lip gloss. So I put some on.
I was sitting there yesterday at the morning meeting feeling kind of awkward. The sleeves of the new shirt are shorter than I feel comfortable wearing. I am going to fix that, though. Get some material from a fabric store and add longer sleeves. I love altering clothes. Anyway, at the meeting I felt everyone kept staring. After the meeting, a couple emplyees came up for their usual morning scones and drinks.
"What are you all dolled up for?" Knez asked me.
"You look really nice," Matt told me.
"I like your earrings," said Christina.
Wow, I didn't want all this attention, I'm just tired of wearing plain t'shirts and polos. . .
And, by now, I should expect things like this, but nobody has been putting trash liners in the large bins at work. At the bottom of the bins was about two inches of soupy gunk. Gross, smelly, awful. I scrubbed them out one at a time. Christina, bless her heart, ran cafe so I could scrub them in the kitchen. A few blogs ago I posted a picture of the kitchen at work, and there is a gray trash can in it. I scrubbed two of those. In my new outfit. Two bins more than half my height. They were heavy. I couldn't reach the bottom without sticking half my body in them. So, to save my new shirt, I put on my hoodie and wore a trash bag over it. Christina helped me. I cut a hole for my head, too big. I put it on, she cut out arm holes and used a Horton Hears A Who button to pin it behind my neck cause it was too big. I put my hood on to protect my hair, and scrubbed. It was not fun. Half my body in a smelly trash bin, it was hot, awkward, and I wanted to vomit from the stench. I left a note for all to see:
MB20 is/was awesome.
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