I am not that innocent

In the words of the poptard herself; I'm really not. I have one of those faces, unfortunately, where people assume instantly that I am innocent and sweet and shy, etc. Perhaps it's because I am a nice person and polite. This stuff is true. But it is the most annoying thing when I let slip a nasty word and all of a sudden everyone is aghast, "I didn't know you could swear! That is so unlike you!" No, it's fucking not. It's just like me.

Perhaps this is good. It means I can have a double life. Covert like. Perfect for a spy, right? I could be all James Bondish (but y'know, female; more macho and less oil slick in the hair). I'd put on a sweet smile with my "I would never do wrong" face then assassinate the Japanese Prime Minister and get off scot-free because people believe me when I say, "I don't know what you're talking about. I would never do that." Even when it was televised. Just kidding. It wouldn't happen. He's done nothing to me.

It's funny the people you meet and the stuff you automatically judge about them. I almost always feel that in the work place people get me wrong. Perhaps I'm not on my mark with the others, either. But honestly, in a corporate world, I think it may be best if they don't know who I really am. There are worse things that they could assume.

Stupid cocking innocent looks. The bane of my working existence.