The boss was out of station and we helped ourselves to hearty servings of chitchat the whole day. Starting from relating the movie of one of our clients, we went on to talk about Kollywood and why Bollywood was better than Kollywod and why Hollywood was better than both. Miss. Know-it-all (me) spoke in staunch support of Hollywood.
“You know what I love about Hollywood? They don’t have to make heroes do heroics. Have you watched ‘John Tucker must die’? No? ‘What happened in Vegas’? No? Oh, come now, at least …(blah)…(blah)… (blah)”
While packing our bags for the day, a friend fished out some fancy-looking key chains bearing the face of a teenage celebrity from her bag and held them up. “Anyone wants Hannah Montana key chains?” she asked.
“Sure! I love Hannah Montana and her TV series!” I declared chirpily and went to take a look. And then I exclaimed, “Hey this is Miley Cyrus!”
Everyone gawked at me. “Hannah Montana is Miley Cyrus.”
(I don’t intend adding any more lines because I obviously have my shamefaced head in my palms.)
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