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Tummyaches and Shaved Legs
Every once in a while I feel I need to rant about shaving. I'm very torn about it. On one hand I hate conforming to the expected standards of beauty that I don't believe in. Like eyebrow waxing (got talked in to it once, didn't hurt as much as I expected, but I don't think it improved my appearance much). And I'm especially leery of doing anything just because it makes me more attractive. Except the one guy who's opinion has been the only one that really mattered to me is attracted to hairy legs and pits. I've accepted the fact that I don't shave my pits (as disgusting as many find it) because I hate the sensation of stubble there, and I usually end up hurting. But legs are different. I like the feel of freshly shaved legs, especially in skirts or pantyhose (not that I ever wear pantyhose). So do I show off my hairy legs with pride? Do I keep them destubbled? And why am I doing so? And that is the key. I have to much time on my hands, and I don't just worry about silly choices, I worry about the reasons that I make any choice.
I have been having an occational headache/tummyache for about a week and a half. I'm partially convinced that part of it is because I want to be unemployed and lazy. Soon enough, I tell myself. The tummyache was bad enough today that I went home from work after a couple of hours. Felt I was not on the top of my form for solving problems, and I like being good (though I still have long call handle time, and will probably be counseled again next week). I told her my plan of when I'm quitting, and she's cool with it. Of course, she won't be my superviser come next week, as she is moving up the food chain to Trainer. Which she'll be great at. I've never had a job with such good management before, and I will miss that. And miss have a superviser who is so easily amused by my stories. Last week she asked me randomly in the hallway if I'd every jumped off my ship. Which lead into a discussion about man overboard procedures.
And I'm sad because it was supposed to rain, so I drove to work, and so I dressed up. I'm all happy with my great cheap outfit, and nothing to wear it for. Shirt I bought at a garage sale, skirt from the Civie and awesome sandals from Thailand. But it all matches better than most of my stuff, even in design. As my tummy is feeling better, maybe I'll make Lawnchair take me out to eat.
I have been having an occational headache/tummyache for about a week and a half. I'm partially convinced that part of it is because I want to be unemployed and lazy. Soon enough, I tell myself. The tummyache was bad enough today that I went home from work after a couple of hours. Felt I was not on the top of my form for solving problems, and I like being good (though I still have long call handle time, and will probably be counseled again next week). I told her my plan of when I'm quitting, and she's cool with it. Of course, she won't be my superviser come next week, as she is moving up the food chain to Trainer. Which she'll be great at. I've never had a job with such good management before, and I will miss that. And miss have a superviser who is so easily amused by my stories. Last week she asked me randomly in the hallway if I'd every jumped off my ship. Which lead into a discussion about man overboard procedures.
And I'm sad because it was supposed to rain, so I drove to work, and so I dressed up. I'm all happy with my great cheap outfit, and nothing to wear it for. Shirt I bought at a garage sale, skirt from the Civie and awesome sandals from Thailand. But it all matches better than most of my stuff, even in design. As my tummy is feeling better, maybe I'll make Lawnchair take me out to eat.
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(Anonymous) 2005-04-22 12:56 pm (UTC)(link)Anne