I forget the name of the TV show. Could have even been a re-run of something. But the gist of the conversation between two women was this zinger:
“And she was wearing an outfit that screamed ‘restaurant hostess.’”
Uh oh. Is that what I scream to the office workers and tourists who stop at my podium every day at lunch?
I wear more suits and nicer jewelry now than I ever did while working at the magazine. Guess that’s a hostess for you.