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Saturday, June 13th, 2009
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7:29p
I stuck my foot in my mouth... again. In an attempt to say something other than "yes," in reply to the question of how my day was... in an attempt to try to say something that would open up an opportunity for him to say something other than the barest minimal polite statements of hi, hello, how are you, thank you, I stuck my foot in my mouth. A lame reply came stuttering out of my mouth which did not lead to further conversation. A lame reply which he expressed no emotion, but promptly left.
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And I tried so very hard this time. I even rudely got up and left Ms. P in the lurch with her project. She had asked for my help in drafting up and sending out an email. And when he came in, I found myself backing out of her office just so I could be at the counter, and dammit, stand my ground.
I found a trivial thing to do (shelving application cards) so that I would be near and could check his books out... and I was so determined that I was going to be brave like the saying that "fortune favors the bold" and I was going to try to be friendly and NORMAL and not go running away.... and....
I stuck my foot in my mouth. I tried so very hard, and yet that damn stupid speech impediment of stuttering and mispronouncing things crawled up and reared its ugly head and all I could be was
LAME.
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