I’m a what?
As I’m coming in to the office today, I’m chatting up one of my super duper nerd pals in the elevator. Comparing stories about the weekend, the usual.
As I run through the litany of everything that happened this weekend, he turns and looks me up and down, snickers a bit, and says, “Yeah, you’re a rock chick. You need to see about getting on Rock of Life.” And then there we are, both of us, coming out of the elevator, throwing the goat and laughing our asses off.
Oh well, if nothing else, I know all the funny stories I bring into work manage to make people smile, laugh, shake their heads, and wonder what it’s like to be me.
Trust a bitch, it ain’t easy!
