Today, my husband and I talked about our days. Iâ€™m in a 9-to-5, Monday through Friday kind of gig, and heâ€™s more ad hoc, bartending shifts, extra work, etc. Iâ€™m a bit bored with my routine, I really need a vacation, so I suggested Freaky Friday, you know, where you switch bodies for a week. If I were him, I think I would always go into the Ladies Room by accident, you know, forgetting I was a guy and soon get arrested. He thinks if he were me, he would immediately get fired, immediately assuming all the meetings I go to would throw him akimbo. He’s absolutely right, though it’s funny that he thought he’d even make it to a meeting. I figure he would bomb in the hallways, because he wouldn’t know any of the names of people I work with, which would make me look bad…if he came to work as me.
Yeah, I know, maybe a little too weird to share. Deal with it, Cate Blanchett.