Here's the thing. I'm a princess. As you saw in the last post, I wear my tiara around the house. It's just a little reminder to the husband. So I thought maybe the peeps at work should be aware of my royalty status as well.
I have explained it to them and here are a few things I have in my office (all given to me by coworkers)....
The tiara on top of my computer screen.
A coin purse and bear.
A cat of some sort.
And lastly, my baseball cap.
So my first instinct would be that they realize the fact that I am a princess and should be treated as such. And yet, this week I receive this in an email from one of 'em....
Oh the lack of respect for the crown.
7 comments:
Lack of respect for the crown but yet still funny!
Does that make you princess of Tardtown?
J&J-ROTFL. Apparently!
Princess of Tardtown! ROTFL!!!
They are just jealous of your crown! They have Crown envy! LOL!
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It is true my Tiara sista! There is no respect for royalty!
I myself live about 5 miles from "Belly Button!" Yes, it is a small suburb where people live! WTH? Why? why? would you name your place of residence "Belly Button!" What are the towns on either side to think? I am the head ! No I am the head, You are the as...I am glad to live in the Trainwreck Kingdom Of I am royal!! Nowhere near Tardtown and belly Button!!
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I'm not a Princess, but my daughter is~tiara and all. You see that makes me the Queen, and my mother the Queen Mum~ it all works out in the end- and I still usually get my way!
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