May 5, 2008

I Just Love It

when one image of me is enough to give a person the whole big picture of who I am. Picture this:

Me walking up the four flights of steps to my office. Eating a giant Mrs. Fields chipwich.

While walking up, huffing and puffing through bites of vanilla ice cream and chocolate-chippity goodness, I passed a woman who works in the office. We gave each other a "she who takes the stairs" nod. I realized this woman now knows everything vital about me.

She knows I shop at H&M.

She knows I prefer to take the stairs for weight/slight claustrophobia issues (why else does a woman take the stairs?)

She knows I think that my taking the stairs entitles me to a giant cookie. While I'm walking up the stairs.

I mean, really, what else do you need to know?

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