Reginald Grundy's

#1. When writing blurb for skimpy g-string underwear, one should never use the phrase "tongue in cheek". Yes, they did.
#2. When writing blurb for underwear, one should never use the line "so comfortable you’ll never want to take them off". Is it just me that can actually imagine how rank that could end up?
#3. I don’t do typos. I do freudians. I consistently mistyped the colour descriptor "mango". Instead, I typed "mange". No, I don’t know what this means either.
#4. Overheard. Young guy booking airline ticket. Flying Korean Airlines. With a stop over. In Seoul. "And where is Seoul again?". ummmm in Korea? Have you never seen an episode of MASH? Has ANYONE never seen an episode of MASH??
#5. There’s a woman who sits on the phone near me all day long. She makes this continuous sound of affirmation. Her version of Oh, I knoooooooow. Only she coos. Yes, like a pigeon. Mmmmm. Mmmmmm. Mmmmmmm. It took me a day to realise there wasn’t a bird stuck in the ceiling cavity. I have to put headphones on to drive the sound out of my head. It’s either that, or strangling her with some sample frilly edged binding.

I’ve never worked in a place like this before. It’s a clothing company that focuses on underwear, and is a bit of an Australian icon. I’ve never had anything to do with fashion design, so walking into this company has been fascinating.
In the area where I’m working, there are fashion designers, cutters, people who source fabrics, pattern designers, fabric designers, and racks and racks and racks of sample clothing, underwear, swimwear, t-shirts, sportswear. It’s a mishmash of colours that almost, but not quite, spills into chaos.
There is something quite nice about working in an environment that isn’t about banking, financial services, or corporate reporting. There is something nice about seeing an item of clothing, and knowing that it is a relevant (and tangible) product that will be appreciated across the population. For the moment, this is a good place for me to be.