My boss commented this afternoon that I’d been so quiet that she’d almost forgotten I was there. Ha! I wish. Her boss commented that I must be having a serious day, because my hair was up. True enough. A) My hair is getting really long (touches the waistband of my jeans), and B) I can’t stand it touching me when I’m trying to concentrate.
No point to that little non-story, except that I guess it was a quiet, serious day for me.
red paper boat 