Monday, October 5, 2009

Wednesday redux

Back to work after a week's vacation, I soon ran into my friend and co-worker, who I saw Wednesday evening when I was en femme attending a conference.

We exchanged "good mornings" and she gave no indication that she saw me on Wednesday evening.

I did not see her until about an hour into the conference even though she was sitting just two rows in front of me, so chances are that she did not see me at all. And if she did see me, she did not seem to recognize me.

'Nuff said.


  1. Is that possable? Thats a WOW! Good Job!, Scott

  2. Scott --- I look very different en homme vs. en femme. If my friend saw me at the conference, she may have figured out that I was a boy, but it would not surprise me that she did not know which boy.