Thursday, July 17, 2008

Does this shirt make me look like a hooker?

File this in the 'too crazy and funny to make up' file. I was mistaken for a street walker poaching in on someones territory! This is how it happened...

I started doing a 'snack Thursday' about a month ago to break up the monotony of the week and bring some fun back to the JJ world headquarters - it has been a bit bleak and depressing around there ever since the layoffs. It started out with pluots (a tasty hybrid fruit of a plum/apricot) and cinnamon bread. Then we did chips and guacamole, another week we baked sugar cookies and this week we decided that we had to have some donut holes - it is hard to go wrong with a fried sweet. Barb was kind enough to research a neighborhood donut shop (Rainbow Donuts) so I jumped into the Jeep to make the 2.4 mile trek for our latest and greatest indulgence.

The trip there took longer than I would have liked because of traffic (don't people WORK in the middle of the afternoon??) and I got trapped by a bus on the first pass, so I had to go around the block. Round two netted no parking places so on the third foray around the block, my patience and time allotted were growing short. I parked in a questionable spot - it wasn't completely obvious if it was intended for the curb to be red or not - and started off on a trot the 1/2 block or so that I needed to cover to round the corner back to the donut shop.

As the donut shop came into view, I noticed a woman in black Capri's, spike heels and a flowy, see through shirt dancing around and waving to the cars waiting at the light. This is a sketchy part of Berkeley, so I didn't give it a second thought as I set the donut shop in my sights. Imagine my surprise when she suddenly turned to me and said, "GIRL. Get off my turf!!", to which I replied, "I'm just getting some donuts." Once I was inside the donut shop it occurred to me that perhaps she thought that I was honing in on her clientele.

When I returned to the office with the donut holes (a big hit, if there was really ever any doubt) I told the story. The team had a good laugh over it and then Georgie declared, "Maybe it was your shirt!" That pretty much put us all over the edge and will certainly make me think twice before wearing the leopard print in the future!!

1 comment:

Bozzy said...

I think it probably was a combination of your shirt and your overall body movements!
BTW - what's a girl gotta do to get invited to the Thursday treats? I too work in the bleak environment!
~Tina