I've come to join the kitchen posse.
Had a crap start to the week, so I've brought a few bottles. Anybody need a top up? It's the nice bubbly variety....
So my rant - I'm not in the least bit homophobic but this guy at work is your stereotypical bitchy queen and very unpredictable. One minute wants to know the gossip, next minute having a hissy fit. Why is it these people manage to make me feel so intimidated????? I'm a grown up, I'm taller than him, I have better hair than him, I look better in heels, I'm nice, and I make mean mashed potato!!!!!!
She who leaves a trail of glitter is never forgotten.