Sometimes I get really excited when people tell me they had a “Julie Day.”

There are few seconds that pass where I’m like, I wonder what that means. Did they have a day of really good bangs? A day where they inspired others to be better people just by being themselves? A day when they combined three different discount offers from Gap.com to get a really great value on a sweater they’ll end up returning?

Then I’ll ask, “Really? I’m flattered! What exactly do you mean?” 

They’ll say something like, “Oh, you know. I didn’t shower or eat vegetables all day. It was awesome!” 

And I get less excited about being myself.