Sunday, December 27, 2009

Slip. Whenever.


I'm not sure what his name is, in fact, I'm not even sure he told me what it was... He wanted me to guess what his background is. I told him I didn't play guessing games. I do love games though but he didn't need to know that.

'Stand up, I want to see you', I stood.

As I handed him my business card and signaled my girls to head towards the exit, I whispered in his ear: 'If you're smart, you'll call me tomorrow'... 3 steps later, I slipped and fell...

PS - I'm still embarrassed to ask him for his name.

*Currently listening to Dinah by Louis Armstrong*

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