If I was invisible

I had to laugh at this article I was reading online.....yes, I read the gossip every day. Because if I didn't, I probably wouldn't know what people were talking and joking about. But I've hilighted the best part...the last sentance. I got the article from MSN.

"Looks like Mary Kate Olsen may have had a passion for more than just fashion as she checked out the latest couture offerings in Paris last week. The New York Post says the teensy, septuagenarian-chic starlet got all cultural by engaging in some French-style smooching with an unidentified "scruffy" guy while hanging out at a hot spot. Not an unusual encounter for a 21-year-old in the City of Light, right? Alas, the story soon takes a bit of an apocryphal-sounding turn as the paper claims MK's "tall" suitor "pushed" her against a wall and "furiously made out with her" as their fellow patrons applauded. But wait, it gets even more French New Wave-y, as the clapping quickly turned into a standing ovation when the frisky twin supposedly wound her twiggy legs around her wooer. And somewhere, Uncle Jesse weeps."

So makes me laugh.

I feel so important.........someone from another district called me today for my advice on a document. I was impressed that someone would choose to get advice from me. It made me sit up a little taller in my chair. Oh, yeah!