It is a truth universally acknowledged by my co-workers that we work in the epicenter of insanity. Crazies come, crazies go…Oh how I wish they would GO! Some are nice, some are just plain mean (one of them hurt my feelings and I will never be the same again. SOB!).
So another crazy lady came into the office. She was wearing a sundress and a floppy wicker hat–not too crazy on first impression. She leaves for 5 minutes, presumably to buy a drink, and returns in tie-dyed skinny jeans and a paint-splattered blouse.
Where did she change her outfit? In her car? More importantly, WHY did she change her outfit? Maybe she had to change for work? But tie-dyed skinny jeans???
At first, I thought she was another person because the first lady I was speaking to had on a sundress. I did not expect an outfit change. She asks to use the bathroom and exits wearing another dress. 3 OUTFITS IN 15 MINS. My head is spinning. This lady just performed a Clark Kent to Superman outfit change before my very eyes. The answer: lady=superhero.
Speaking of Superman, I just watched Superman 4 on TV and must quote Nuclear Man: “Take me to her OR I WILL HURT PEOPLE!!!”