
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
You know what they say..
Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. So I guess when my coworker comes in dressed like me at least once a week, I should feel complimented. I think she secretly just wants to be me. Can you blame her?? She puts up this thinly veiled front like "I wore this because I thought you didn't have anything like it!!" Sure.. uh-huh. Just like last Wednesday? And the Friday before that??
Or perhaps I secretly want to be her.. Where did I put that brown striped shirt again?
