So, some of you might know that the town in which I live is the town where a certain supermodel grew up.
My old boss went to high school with her and said she was pretty and smart and athletic...all those things that make you want to grind a person's face in the dirt because they're so friggin' perfect! Or is that just me?
Anywho...Tuesday's meeting was pretty standard (as if I've ever been to a business meeting...), talking about profits and bonuses and new products, etc. etc. etc. This woman stands up to receive an award for bringing in a huge customer. I think to myself, "She looks kind of severe...and orange."
The next day we're talking about the meeting, and the woman who is training me says, "You know that's Cindy Crawford's mother, right?"
No joke! I totally bashed Cindy Crawford's mother in my head...whoops!
Apparently I work with Cindy Crawford's mother...how about that?
Fine: be that way, Mr. Raccoon.
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