And she could, too.
Oh Stephanie. She’s lucky to have fallen in love with someone like Edison. And Larry too, of course.
Coming up, we answer the question: “Can there be too much honesty?” and deal with an unintended consequence or two. Somebody’s in for a surprise, and it might not be who you suspect.
She deserves confidence worthy of her shirt lion
Though preferably confidence expressed in ways other than wanton property damage
I wouldn’t call it wanton, since Stephanie isn’t really wantin’ to destroy anything. She’s just speaking from her humachinal heart.
But, as you know, acknowledging her feelings is a good place to begin.
So…quick story.
I was at work last night, and we got buried. I do customer service, and the world decided to roll in. It was me and one other guy handling it. And people just kept rolling in.
I was getting frustrated enough to swear, but I don’t swear in front of customers – it’s not professional. Something popped into my head – something that was obscure and different – different enough that the other guy looked at me and said something along the lines of “what does THAT mean??”. But I laughed to myself and didn’t explain.
What did I say? What else? “By Neptune’s crimson Woodie”.
You made me laugh out loud with that, Too Old To Be Cool.
I too work in Customer Service, and that will be my new go-to phrase. And “I want to throw a car through a library.”
Thank you for that!
I almost didn’t recognize Stephanie! She is certainly following human rituals
She’s getting there. It’s a fun to watch process.