who am i?
who am i not?
i’m the girl you ride the train with. i’m the girl beside you on the treadmill. i’m the girl walking her dog in park. i’m the girl dancing drunk on the dance floor. i’m just a normal girl living a rather un-normal life.
i worry about being fat. i worry about being thin. i worry about the copy machine jamming. i worry about my hair. i worry about getting a run in my stockings. i worry about world peace. i worry about the equity markets. i worry about quarterly reports.
i’m your basic blonde professional trying to ensure the orderly dissemination of information into the capital markets while trying to have as much fun as possible.
did i mention fun? i like to have fun. shhhhh. don’t tell my boss.
no apologies. no regrets.