“$1.25, Willie?”
Name that reference and you get a burrito.
Bonked a presentation over the bean with a rotten tangerine today. Just, BONK. (Not pictured.) Formula dressing for formula nailing. I’m getting the hang of corporate in the same way someone gets the hang of being in a foreign country by just giving up on learning the language and pointing to things on a menu while muttering, “Beep bop bop, boop, skeebidiee boop nop, flap?”
I nod a lot. Especially with acronyms. I’m going to start treating acronyms like cuss words and keep an acronym jar I jangle around in meetings. “Noooooope. Nope. See, there? You did it again. Quarter—in the jar.”
In fact, someone asked me to pull together an “LOE” last week. “We need to talk LOEs,” and I immediately thought to myself: Eloise? The girl who lives at The Plaza? What does she have to do with this project? Cool.
#CareydoesCorporate
[Deets for the cheap seats: Rag & Bone Skinny jeans in Surf and Newbury booties + Joie blouses x2 + Vanessa Mooney necklaces x2 + B-Low the Belt belts x2.]
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