Exit Only
“Because once you depart from this one-way road of life, there is just no getting back on.”
I Was Away for a While
I was away for a while, so I set this lady up in my place (haha! Throwback to Tuesday's post.)I wasn't really away from Dave, though we have been at this business conference. He's this one with the white hair:I'm this wanly waving one. (It's freezing here, palm trees or no. I had to go up to the room and get my tights.)At any conference they make you wear these big clunky nametags on chains - for the networking of it I suppose - but a man can carry off this look a lot better than a woman in a cocktail dress can. Riding down in the elevator to the first night's reception, I caught side of myself thus hung, in the mirrored walls."I feel like a cow at an auction," I said. "Why do I have to wear this things at your conference? No one wants to network with me!""Two words," said another conference attendee also in the elevator. "Free drinks."Moo.