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Girls can’t ghost.

At a work outing I was standing with two of my bosses, when they decided that they wanted to head out. They brought up the common question asked before one leaves a bar: “to ghost, or not to ghost?”

Ghosting…What’s that all about?

Ghosting, well one of it’s definitions,  is to leave a bar or event with out letting your friends know – ex. Poof! He’s gone. The thing about ‘ghosting’ is that only men can do it.

Below is what happens if a man decides to ‘ghost’:

  • “Where’d Bill go?” “I don’t know”

Below is a list of reactions that could happen if  a girl decides to ‘ghost’:

  • Excessive calling to their handset
  • Search parties set out on the hunt
  • Other girls in the group yelling at each other
  • Crying, lots of crying
  • Potential fights with friends that could last for years
  • Getting reamed out when found
  • Years of ‘remember when’ stories, that one may have wanted to forget

So ladies, my advice – find one friend and just say bye. It just may save you years of grief.


Never did I ever think

I work in advertising.

Because of this I’m I work on a lot of pitches…all the time.

Today we were in a call with a client, we were pitching a concept to her.  At one point in the call my boss was describing the concept and said  “And she’ll stop to look at her tweet”.

OK so, I realize that now-a-days, this is normal conversation, but how does one not snicker at such an absurd comment.

“She’ll stop and look at her tweet.”

It just sounds dirty. What’s that all about? Did Twitter do this on purpose? So that they could giggle to themselves?

I bet 3 dudes were sitting in a room, thinking ‘how can we make the WORLD and most of ‘the news casters’ sound dirty?’.

‘I know,  let’s call it tweeting‘.

A box of chicken?

I came into work early today to get ahead for the day and although I have gotten some things done, procrastination has now gotten the best of me as I have come up with my topic for today. A box of chicken.

I play in a soccer league on Thursday nights with two colleagues and a friend from university. Dylan (colleague) and I have been carpooling since I started on the team in September – please note that carpooling involves Dylan picking me up, and me smiling and saying thank you.

In my first season, every Thursday on our way to soccer we would pass a KFC. We would then have the same conversation every week:

Me: Isn’t cold KFC so good?

Dyl: I know, it’s amazing.

Me: Not much is better than cold greasy KFC.

Dyl: Let’s get a bucket and eat it at work tomorrow for lunch.

Me: Best idea ever!!!

I’m sure you’re thinking “wow, you guys eat a lot of KFC”. This is not the case. We never went through with it, it was all talk.

That is…until last night. After we dropped off Andrew (former colleague) we did a complete turn around and headed to KFC. The anticipation was incredible.

Dylan dropped me off out front and waited in the car. As I stood in line I looked at my options (did you know that a 10pc bucket is $20? – crazy, I know).  Obviously I went with the 10pc. As the excitement built while I waited for my chicken, I watched them package up this strange box. The girl called me over and handed me my bag and I walked out the door.

A box? What’s that all about? Part of the excitement is eating the chicken out of the bucket. A box is not appetizing. A box does not represent KFC. This is outrageous. So now, I’m at work, and there’s this box of chicken that fits perfectly in the fridge waiting for Dyl and I to feast on it once the clock strikes noon.

Who knows, there may be a lucky co-worker who will get to partake in our picnic…maybe.

Headphones all around me

Lately at work, I’ve been working alone in the boardroom because I am researching and I need to focus. Today, was the first day I sat at my desk in about 2 weeks. Five minutes after sitting at my desk, I noticed that people who don’t normally put headphones on all were racing to “listen to music”.


What’s that all about? I think they are implying that I talk too much.