Monday, November 17, 2008


So anyway, a colleague wandered past my desk today and cheerily opined that I look just like (and I quote) a "Rasta Man".

Um, thanks? Not quite the look I was going for and I'm still puzzled as to how a thirty-five year old white girl, even one with dreadlocks, manages to achieve it?

People. Meh.

And yes, I will post properly soon but there's all manner of things happening at the moment and I am struggling to find the time. I know. Welcome to my pity party.


Anonymous Other Half chimed in with...

C'mon, we demand a full, informative post. I for one need to know what's going on in your life ;)

17 November, 2008 16:32  
Blogger FirstNations chimed in with...

id be worried if this observation were delivered as the two of you stood side by side in the mens room...

were you?

no don't answer *runs*

17 November, 2008 20:47  
Anonymous Other Half chimed in with...

FN - This isn't France...there's no such thing as communal restrooms in UK offices I'll have you know !

18 November, 2008 09:38  
Blogger rockmother chimed in with...

Has the aforesaid colleague had a bit of a sheltered upbringing do you think? On the train today a woman who, after a 'rasta man' and his co-worker sat down next to her made a huge big fuss about moving away from them and moved to another seat and glared at them muttering really horribly over her shoulder. Unlucky for her I was sat opposite and glared and muttered at her for being so blatantly vile. Silly old baaaag!

18 November, 2008 21:06  

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