Walked into work this morning, tired from yesterday. For context, I finished my 14 hour shift at 2am and was back in at 11am đ what a dream hospitality is.
Nevertheless, I walked in ready to start my day, feeling pretty positive on the whole. I was greeted by my fellow bartender who said: âwow Elizabeth, you look like youâre about to join the militaryâ.
To me, this statement translated as body tea, biceps are popping, the usual nonchalant yet assertive smoulder was doing numbers, and I was in for a good day.
Thrilled by this, I quickly went and told my colleague, whilst grinning ear to ear, about the interaction that had just been bestowed upon me.
My colleague replied: âI think itâs just because youâre wearing a belt today and look more butch than usualâ.
Jeepers, that euphoria was short lived.
Stay humbled Hoopsters.
Spaghetti Hoops out.
Spaghetti who wants to hear about my day 
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