Sticks & Stones May Break Your Bones, But Bruises...They Last Forever!

I'm calling sabotage.  You heard me.  I'm on to your little game...you work for a competing printing company, don't you?  You have watched me excel in my sales abilities, throwing my impeccable customer service skills out for clients to drool over...

I probably took a client away from you...my personality is hard to compete with....but this?  This was harsh...

First you sabotaged my bean burrito...you know my weak stomach and you waited until the perfect opportunity, my Christmas candy delivery to my favorite client.  Okay, so I passed gas...you won...so what?!  That same client turned around and bought me a watch for Christmas, saying I'm the best print sales representative he's ever had!  So that joke's on you...whoever you are.

But this time...this time you left a mark.  You knew I was going to wear my three inch heels today...you probably created the ice on the steps in front of my clients office....wait, it snowed last week....okay, so you didn't create the ice....BUT...you knew I would fall...my feet slipping right out from under me, tossing me down three steps and into a muddy heap of melting snow...right on my fanny.

Are you happy?  I'll admit, my pride was hurt and yes, I did cry.  But the mark you left...well, it will take weeks to heal...

There goes any opportunity for me to wear my hot shorts to morning workouts!  Shame on you!

PS...I totally shaved my legs for the sole purpose of this photo.  You're welcome.  ;)