I had to attend a meeting today chaired by accountants. They were neat, precise, corporate, incredibly by the book and really squeaky clean looking. I wear too much jewelry, was dressed in assassin black with my red python Doc Martens, had mismatched earrings (I was in a rush after the gym) and I am very mouthy. It’s like when two worlds, so very unlike in every way, collide. For some reason Exidor, a character from the old Mork & Mindy TV show came to mind. It’s just not worth being anyone but yourself is it?
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