August 28, 2007

A Compliment

This evening, I attended a dinner with clients and creative agency. The food was good. The drinks were free. The conversation was very entertaining. I had a lot more fun than I expected.

One of my coworkers sat down next to me. She's a nice, young lady. I don't really talk to her much in the office; there really isn't much reason.

Well, she sat next to me and only a few minutes after sitting down, she caught my attention for a conversation. She said, "I've been meaning to ask you. Did you go see a personal stylist?"

"What?"

"Like, I just see you every day and you have such nice outfits and I think maybe you might have a personal shopper or a stylist or something."

"Oh. Well, that's very nice of you to say, but no, I don't have a stylist or anything. I just pick out whatever I feel like wearing in the morning."

Really. Very flattering but also je ne sais quoi... aaaaaawkward.

Posted by Flibbertigibbet at August 28, 2007 11:44 PM | TrackBack
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Oh no, not awkward at all! A wonderful chance to put a proud, big-ol-grin on your face and say, "How flattering! I guess I'm just naturally stylish! Thank you for the compliment."

Posted by: Rachel at August 29, 2007 11:56 AM

Well, of course I did say that, but she just kept talking. I thanked her several times and tried to shift the topic to something else, but it didn't take. Overall, the whole exchange lasted several minutes and it was weird.

Posted by: Flibbert at August 29, 2007 12:52 PM

Ah. Yes, I can see that now. Heh. :\

Posted by: Rachel at August 29, 2007 04:07 PM
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