Ponytails Be Gone
October 11, 2007 · Print This Article
Chopped!
And, you know… blonde.
On a completely different note, the way the four desks in my cubicle space are set up situates all of our phones at close proximity to one another. Because of this, my colleagues often unwittingly throw me into the realm of Too Much Information. Oh, you know what I’m talking about. You’ve had those phone conversations at work! Don’t lie! The ones you think no one can hear? But people actually CAN? Hear them, that is? As a result, when friends or family get in touch with me while I’m at work, I am so inhibited by the thought of being overheard that I am forced to take on a voice reminiscent of the soothing, pillow-talky, late-night radio personality voices of yore, which inevitably provokes the person on the other line to demand, “Hey, are you mad at me? No? Depressed? Sick? What’s wrong with your voice?” And I have to patiently (and quietly) explain, “No, dummy, I’m at WORK.”
And that is no small feat, I tell you what. Because I am normally a Loud Talker on the phone, you see, and apparently my abnormally calm, oh-so-easy-on-the-ears voice freaks people the hell out.
Personally, I’m thinking this desk formation violates the fundamental principles of Feng shui. I don’t know about my co-workers, but I’m worried about my ch’i.
“No Dummy, I am at work.” Said in a soothing, pillow-talky, late-night radio personality voices of yore, sounds like a turn on.
It wasn’t so much the ponytail as the Tragic Pigtails of Fashion Faux-Pas that I will (not) miss. Your hair is now officially adorable – as, of course, is the rest of you. But as it grows, remember: just because you CAN grab it and tie it into two Martian antennae, does not mean you SHOULD. Fraggles belong in Fraggle Rock.
And is there a 1 – 900 number William and I can call to hear that pillowy, late-night radio personality of yore voice call us a dummy? Because yummm.
Cute and stylish haircut!
One must wonder what you are saying on the phone for you to worry about others hearing. If your co-workers are anything like me, their ears perk up and they pay special attention when someone is talking softly and secretively into the phone. Just sayin!
I love the hair!
Love the hair!
love the new do!
and so what, you’re not going to blog about the tmi encountered at work? we know you want to.
I didn’t think it was possible, but you look even younger now.
Love the new hair cut! I’m still suffering from Bad Hair Cut 2007 thanks to the professional in No. Arizona, and then helped by her long lost sister here. UGH. Looks like its time to fork over the Big Buck$ and get a good one. But yours looks fab!
LOL. I’m calling you so I can hear the sultry voice.
Shaun likes it when I get a cold ’cause I sound like Demi Moore.
Nothing like a chest cold and a man all over me because of it.
Cat-
Love Love Love the hair! You are so dang cute and it was fun to see you on Skype with Paige!
I used to work in a cubicle and it is terrible how much we all knew about each other’s lives…we’d try not to act like we knew but then one day something would slip out that we could only have heard from evesdropping…
then I moved up to just sharing an office with 1 chick and of course she had the biggest dramas with her fiance and mother. They called each other 10 times a day and she was constantly yelling at them. It drove me nutSS!