On Saturday evening, my local group TransPALS had a Christmas dinner, which went down very well. I drank a fair bit (read lots) and enjoyed the evening, until I got into the taxi, whereupon I formulated my New Year's resolution.I must work ultra hard on my presentation. Even though wearing a knee length skirt, a soft floaty top and sweet shoes, the Asian taxi driver being very polite, insisted on calling me sir all the way home...and then stupid here gave him a friggin' tip.
It's a good job I've got a hide as thick as a Rhino's rear, but my New Year's wish for him is that his testicles turn square and fester in every corner.
You've got to laugh though...haven't you?
Becky