blast from the past

i was walking down the street today in century city and mingling with the other corporate employees who were let out of their cubicles at lunch time when i spotted a woman who brought me right back to 1989. she was sporting the particularly daring look of long sleeve button down shirt with shoulder pads and A TIE. that's right, a tie. just like the good ol' 80s. i loved it.

p.s. i know i've spoken of the bathroom here at work before and i'm sure it doesn't need to be brought up again, but really. peanut shells on the floor of the stall? what the hell? is someone sitting on the toilet cracking peanuts? or did the shells fall down someone's pants and they fell to the floor in the bathroom? this combined with the fact that i saw a woman come out of the stall and noticed that the lid was up (like a manly man would do) has lead me to the belief that my 3rd floor woman's bathroom is a f*&^ed up place.