4/27/2004

My brain is a terrible coach. Case in point:

OK, here she comes, just act casual, wait for the right moment, and do just as we rehearsed. Wait for it… wait for it… Now!

Me: “Good morning. You look very nice today.”

Good job. Excellent. Look, she smiled and said, “Thanks.” That’s a very good foundation for-

Me: “I wasn’t sure how to dress today, the weather’s been so crazy.”

What the hell are you doing? Stop talking! Now! Move on. End conversation.

Me: “I was thinking about shorts. I’m really glad I didn’t wear them though, it’s cold in here.”

NOOOOO! Don’t speak! You moron!

Me: “Oops, that’s my phone ringing, see you later.”

You know what… don’t speak… ever.

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