No need to front
A few weeks ago I was training for Nutro in an independent pet stor ein Cmabridge. After the Butro key account manager finished up our training session he suggested we help the store owner rearrange part of the store bc she works it alone. We moved the shelving units and cans - it didn't take very long with three people but we were all quick and strong. An elderly woman was sitting in the store I suppose she was friends with the owner. She was watching me on my knees moving a few stacks of canned cat food. She said, "I didn't know glamour girls could work so hard." I said, "Glamour girls?" She said, "yeah I didn't know glamour girls would get on their knees with the knitty gritty." I said, "I'm sorry, what's a glamour girl?" She said, "You are." I said, "I didn't know that. How am I a glamour girl?" She said, "you know... pretty, fair-skinned, made up, blonde hair." I did look nice but only because I was worried about the new job and first impressions. I laughed and said, "yeah now that I think about it a lot of people have that misconception," and then I told her about how Ron wasn't going to hire me to his flower shop bc he thought I wasn't going to be able to handle the dirty work and then I told him I did nothing put shovel shit in a zoo for a whole summer. The old lady laughed.
Today I was doing yoga in our front room. I looked at my face in the mirror and as the pose became more difficult to hold I noticed my face grew bellicose. Then I sighed and stretched and realized that I shouldn't be replacing insecurity with anger and audacity... if you know what I mean.
Today I was doing yoga in our front room. I looked at my face in the mirror and as the pose became more difficult to hold I noticed my face grew bellicose. Then I sighed and stretched and realized that I shouldn't be replacing insecurity with anger and audacity... if you know what I mean.