What you looking at?...

Yeah, you heard me...I said what you looking at? One of my famous lines. That's how I met my best friend in high school. We were in the same English class and he was constantly flipping around checking  me out. Of course, being obnoxious as I was, gave him attitude and asked what you looking at? He laughed it off but I'm sure he would tell you what a pain in the ass I was. LOL! We go at it too, intense sometimes, especially chauvinistic stuff. I don't like double standards...Hell no, we won't go!!!
You would think that as a girl, and a shorty I would watch my tongue. No can do!!! It's innate in me to speak up and rarely shut up. I can't help myself. I've calmed down since I've gotten older, well I don't no if calm is the right word. You see, it's just that  I'm so feisty. My tongue used to get me in trouble back in the day. So, I improved my communication skills and learned to be politically correct. Of course it's a selective process for me. In my previous life I was a supervisor and managed big teams. Tough love was my tactic...I never wanted people to fear me but they certainly feared being held accountable. I didn't stand for excuses and they had to work smart and not hard, have a gameplan and be ready to execute. I never pulled rank unless I was forced to or somebody tried testing me. The wrath of Liz is not pretty...wicked wicked girl!!! LOL...really not funny though.  So, the next time you stop to gawk at a girl just remember she may have a wicked tongue and give you a lashing. I'll be here to tell you...I told you so! You still looking???
Seriously...what you looking at?...
-Liz