Many years back...

I contracted this strange camp side to my speech and writing… which no doubt comes from exposure to the queen of camp… mr. mccann… but it’s stayed with me ever since… It almost always seeps out at work… I address new clients as ‘sweetie’ or ‘sweets’ or something along that line… This does lead on occasion to a bit of embarrassment… today was one of those days… a new contact that I’ve been dealing with who works at my biggest account just sent me confirmation that he raised a PO for a project that I’m managing… I responded to this email by saying ‘Thanks for the quick response sweets!’ to my horror two seconds later a message popped into my inbox from the same guy that said ‘it’s my pleasure sweetheart’ I wanted to die of embarrassment… The camp thing is a blag and it’s so embarrassing when you realise you’ve used it on someone you really don’t know!!! My face was bright red for at least ten minutes after I read it…

I’ve got fabulous eyebrows thanks to the queen of eyebrow shaping! Lord knows they were in need!!!!

Saw a ridiculously bland but massive flat in slone square last night… I swear there is quite a massive divide between the mentality of people who live in the east side of London compared to the west… the estate agent was a laugh… telling me about how he really doesn’t’ have to work but his daddy didn’t like him sitting home doing nothing…. So that’s why his daddy lined him up the estate agent job… On the side he owns a production company and a clothing line *yawn* tee hee… In the taxi back to the east the cab driver insisted on clarifying the destination as he was almost shocked that one would want to travel from Slone Square to Liverpool street. How funny!

Off for a laugh tonight with Joel and Alex and their ladies tonight… why is it that I’m always the gooseberry? Ah well! GE club is fun and I’ve not been since the madness of the beach party in the summer…

Bon weekened!