These are letters to Jack, my son, and my daughter, Audrey. You have given me the gift of motherhood. This is just a little gift back. I want to share my experiences with you of your childhood from my perspective of watching you grow - of being your Mom.
Tuesday, April 08, 2008
I work with boobs
In your lifetime, I'm sure you will have many jobs and over the course of your career, I'm sure you will have the opportunity to work with a WIDE variety of people. Some you will get along with and consider friends, others you may avoid. There may still be others that you consider complete boobs.
I work with a lot of them.
I swear to god, in the last two minutes I have heard two of my male co-workers make the following statements while on the phone with clients:
".....and I'm just going to have to call this guy and say 'What the FUDGE is going on here?!?'"
and all I can think of is.....oh, I hope he says that! I hope he says that and I hope I hear him say that and then I want to run over there and hit the speaker button so I can hear what is said back.
Another co-worker was overheard telling a client:
"Hey. It takes TEAMWORK to make the DREAM WORK."
And then I started turbo barfing and haven't stopped yet.
And now I pause and remember who had cards printed with a sex line number on the back of them and suddenly, I feel like the biggest boob in the room.