not a way to start the day

i thought an all black outfit punctuated by a bright orange sweater plus singing in the car on the top of your voice plus a healthy breakfast would equal a good day at work.

apparently not.

while an officemate and i were bumming downstairs, HRH arrived. she then greeted me with "have you talked to BB? she has something important to tell you."

oh no. there we go again. people at work apparently get a kick out of dangling my job security in front of me like a plate of mouth-watering baked tahong.

ooohh... i so so hate this.