My colleague Alice and I have now pretty much perfected the drive-by compliment exchange. We approach one another on a busy working day, each appraising the other’s outfits from a distance. As we pass we smile, barely pausing long enough to offer a bitesize nugget of appreciation:
We’re expert at this sort of an exchange.
Another colleague once asked whether I tire of being told that I look nice. I’m not sure it’s possible to tire of praise – most females I know are such fragile beings that constant reassurance is practically a necessity… And it is always pleasant to be rewarded when one has put in effort!