Smooth Talkers
I get an email from a friend this morning titled "There's someone I'd like you to meet". I know my friend. I know I'm in for a good hearty chuckle. I remember the email that he sent just after I broke up with The Brit entitled "You should call this guy". I was also looking for a job at the time and the link was from Craigslist so naturally I assumed my good friend had seen a career opportunity for me. Yep. You guessed it. The Brit was down with the tea, but not with going down on the crumpet. I saw that! That's the same face everyone made when I finally revealed my silent pain. I've considered about replying to either for more material. I love my friend for keeping me distracted while I lick my wounds.