Headdesk.

This morning, I emailed a client, and he called me, "Mam." I can't delve much into this, but it was most definitely not in a good way.

Then in the afternoon, while having chocolate cake during tea-break, I chatted up a few friends of mine (two of whom, are dudes I like-like), conversation had revolved around how the cake came to be, and well, I've never laughed harder in my entire life.

Going into the bathroom and catching my reflection in the mirror, I saw that I had chocolate all over my mouth.

And I was out there for half an hour, and no one said a bloody thing.


Tabletop, I believe you have already met My Face.

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