For some reason, the other day at work, I was involved in a discussion (one I did not start, I’ll point out) in which a girl was giving everyone stripper names. Somehow, I ended up with “Florida”, which I personally think is either the stupidest or the most incredible stripper name ever. I can’t decide.
Anyway, during this conversation, my friend (and former boss) walked by. The girl giving out the names stopped her and said, “Allie, ask Jillian what her stripper name is!”
“What?” Allie asked me, laughing. “What are you talking about?”
“Stripper names,” I repeated. “Mine’s Florida.”
“Oh,” Allie said. “Well, I guess I could see that. I mean, you already have the hair and the eyeshadow for that job.”
My parents would be so proud.