Today at work a co-worker said (in jest) that I was just the “hot girl with nothing going on upstairs."
Um…excuse me? What?
I was saying that I felt like I couldn’t add much to the conversation about what supplies we needed to order and pack because I hadn’t done a conference yet and didn’t know what to expect. They said it was it fine, and I would know more next year, but then one of them said that.
I know she was joking. There was a pseudo-compliment there too, I suppose. But regardless, I’m not an idiot. There’s A LOT going on upstairs, thankyouverymuch.
Runnin' Down a Dream 