Friday, August 25, 2006

My Personal Catwalk

My office is a small but long room with one large window at the end, and is mostly taken up by cubicles with a narrow walkway. Sometimes when I'm leaving for lunch, I take advantage of the long aisle to practice my strut.

I throw my purse over my shoulder, put on my best haughty smirk, stare straight ahead, and pretend I'm on the catwalk. Usually I do it just to break some of the tension in the room that comes with a tiny room full of journalists and make my co-workers smile. The strange thing is, they rarely ever notice.

I'm starting to wonder if they think I really walk that way. I mean I seriously throw my shoulders back, do a complete cross-step, and swing my arms. Maybe if I were taller.

I would say 80% of my insecurity comes from being short somehow. I just feel if I were just 4 or 5 inches taller, people would take me much more seriously. And I wouldn't have to get my jeans hemmed. Sigh.

1 Comments:

Blogger marcia said...

you don't just walk that way? hmm.

maybe if you wore your rain jacket while you did The Walk, then took it off and threw it over your shoulders

Expecting Rain Amander?

8:22 PM  

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