Today, I found out my 'big boss' is 10 years younger than me. It was in the mini-gym at the office, and five other people there didn't believe me when I told them my age. They all had me pegged for mid-thirties. I couldn't make stuff like that up. But I'd rather admit to being 47 and have people think I'm younger (because I *AM* at the core) than lying about it, and lose all credibility.
Tomorrow is shaping up to be a busy one, so I might have to take a rain check here, unless there's something compelling to respond to in the ol' inbox... ;?>
1 comments:
Love the blog - it will be fun to follow your adventure. I just tweeted about it to all of my twitter peeps! Best of Luck
@marywhitecornel
Post a Comment