Oberservation - Sorry love, I'm just fat!

There is nothing worse than going over to a woman who has a curvy figure, patting her stomach and saying “Congratulations I didn’t know.”

Especially when:
a) You are surrounded by people,
b) You don’t really know that person,
c) The woman isn’t in fact pregnant just chubby,
d) The woman is infertile!

This happened to me this week.

I was mortified at being called fat, mortified at being called something I may never be and then mortified because I felt I had to apologise when the other woman got embarrassed at a situation SHE had caused.

Needless to say she won’t be visiting my office for a while and I will be hitting the gym!

Musings - My work area (for now... sob)

Before I move sites I decided to take a couple of photographs of my work area. This way I can remember what it was like to work somewhere civilised with a window and a desk big enough to actually work at.

Out of all the photographs that I took these were my favourites.

My lucky crab - he is dysfunctional, alas.

My desk - note the mobile phone and the Bagpuss mug -
I get work done... honest!

My Harry, my Cone, my Badge and my strange little purple Fuzz -
things that mark my desk as mine.

As of next week who knows where I will be, what my environment will be like... oh if only my Crab wasn't so lazy and Harry's little plastic wand was real. x