Susan has a great laugh. One of the joys of being at work used to be hearing her laughter down the hall. She laughs loudly and often. I love to hang out with her in part because I know I'll laugh - her laughter is infectious.
In addition to having an infectious laugh, Susan has also made me laugh incredibly hard because of the things she's said. Once I was in her office talking about colors I don't wear, and mentioned that I own very little green. She said, "Oh, I don't think I own anything green at all." She was wearing a green jacket.
When we went to see Matthew Bourne's Swan Lake, she looked around the audience as we were waiting for the first act to start and said, "I don't think I've ever seen so many men at the theatre before. (pause) They're not available, are they?" I don't think I've ever seen such a concentration of gay men outside various bars in the Castro.
This weekend we had lunch at Pizza Antica after our walk, and talked a bit about a Persian guy I met. She remembered that someone in the office had said they were only attracted to fair-haired people, so she said, "I was thinking you weren't attracted to darker men, but I guess that doesn't really make sense, does it?" I howled. The waiter stopped by and said, "You ladies are clearly having too much fun." Susan has of course met Michael, my African-American son, several times.
I can't wait to hear what she comes up with next.
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