Wednesday, May 05, 2010
Oups a Weegie
Another busy week. Not sure how it happened, but I’m only involved with two committees, which a year ago was manageable, but now… Well now, they’ve both ramped up and I feel like I’m having meetings every week now which kills my evenings. Last night after my building committee meeting, I made a quick run to the local Stop and Shop which I never visit but has the benefit of being open late. And another committee meeting tonight. And I forgot tomorrow night is a work related event. Which leaves me Friday to chill before I clean my place and figure out a menu for a farewell dinner party the next day. I’m exhausted already.
This morning I took a moment from getting ready for work and just tried on all my pants. I get dressed last before heading out the door in the mornings. So by the time I get to that point, I’m in a rush and lately, I’ve been flummoxed with having to think of a new outfit for work last minute as the one I had picked out no longer fits. I go to put the pants on and am forced to grind to a halt. They don’t fit! I’m bummed about a few pairs I’ve outgrown but surprisingly found the excuse liberating and cleaned out a bunch of stuff I haven’t worn for awhile. So there were three piles. The keep pile which interestingly enough, found a couple pairs of jeans looking even better than before now that I’ve got more junk in the trunk. Then there’s the giveaway pile (which I’ll bring to a friend’s thrift shop in a few weeks during a trip to NY) and then there’s the basement pile. The pairs of pants I really really like and will hold on for… let’s say 3 years. After which I’ll donate them if they don’t fit. You never know. So that’s a total of 16 pairs out of the closet. There’s just enough pairs for me to still function in society without having to go bottomless.
And finally, gotta love being exposed to different cultures. I was emailing with an employee who is from France originally. Loved that he wrote Oups to a mistake that was found. Doesn’t it sound so much better? And listening to some Scottish podcasts to continually get acclimated to the accent I came across that folks from Glasgow are referred to as Weegies. I’m not clear if it’s derogatory if you’re not from Glasgow yourself – along the lines of the n-word and not being black. So I’ll have to remember that. But think the podcasts are wearing off on me as I just took a call and the fellow, who had an English accent, thought I was English too! It left me in limbo the rest of the call. I ended up speaking a gentler American with a hint of the English inflection.
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