Coming home completely mortified and collapsing into complete sobs is simply not a good look for me. I will have to change that. But hey, when a senior VP who doesn't know you points you out to a crowd full of your clients, it can be extremely perplexing. If I wasn't so tan, I would have been purple for a couple of hours. After that happened yesterday, I cruised under the radar screen today and tried not to stir too much shit.
The Governor is making a good cross-examiner of daily situations I'd never really thought about until asked. "Why does your car only carry 4 people? Do dogs have blood under their skin? Does your car go faster than an SUV?," so on and so forth. I think Conan is a little exasperated by the constant questioning, although he has been known to deal in the interrogation technique quite handily. His own medicine (see "piece of"), indeed.
Posted by equilibrium-girl at September 21, 2005 05:51 PM