Wednesday, December 20, 2006
Constance on the Make
There’s this woman here at work that I’m going to call Constance. I’m assigning her a name because, honestly, I don’t know what her actual name is. But I choose that particular name because she speaks likes she’s an uptight, “sophisticated” broad that comes from money. In fact, she sounds exactly like Constance Fry from Trading Places. In case you don’t remember Constance Fry (and how could you not?), she’s one Dan Akroyd’s rich friends at the tennis club, and she uttered the immortal line “and she stepped on the ball.”
(“Constance Fry
Constance Fry
Any time at all
Constance will fill all your needs
Summer, spring or fall”)
Anyway, so Constance here at work is always impeccably dressed. Probably a little over-dressed. But she’s clearly not a woman who shops at Wal-Mart. And so I was a little surprised today when I saw her with a bandana tied around her head. She looked like a cancer patient. Or Hulk Hogan once he started going bald. Or like she was about to get on her Harley. Of course, her bandana was actually a very ornate (and expensive, no doubt) scarf. Still, it looked rather out of character.
(“Constance Fry
Constance Fry
Any time at all
Constance will fill all your needs
Summer, spring or fall”)
Anyway, so Constance here at work is always impeccably dressed. Probably a little over-dressed. But she’s clearly not a woman who shops at Wal-Mart. And so I was a little surprised today when I saw her with a bandana tied around her head. She looked like a cancer patient. Or Hulk Hogan once he started going bald. Or like she was about to get on her Harley. Of course, her bandana was actually a very ornate (and expensive, no doubt) scarf. Still, it looked rather out of character.
