in the event that your first impression really is everything i may have to retire from meeting people as i'm getting exceedingly more bad at it part 3
blurt (blûrt) tr.v. blurt·ed, blurt·ing, blurts to utter suddenly and impulsively i thought maybe i would eventually get better at first impressions, considering i've been practicing meeting people ever since i was a wee thing. wrong. it had to happen today. because yesterday, FIL said something along the lines of, "it's been a while since you've said something really stupid." and then my brain was like, "wow. FIL is right. i miss saying stupid things," and promptly took the next available opportunity to say something stupid, which happened to be this morning. that's the way life works, in case you didn't know. i ran into cheryl mckay this morning. she had a blonde girl with her, who i'd never met before but recognized from [gulp] facebook, where i'd noticed she was dating a guy i know named calvin*. "suzy, this is my friend, alice*," cheryl explained. instead of saying, "hi," or "hi, my name is suzy," or even, "i creepishly know who you are from pictures on facebook," [which, by the way, is definitely how i introduced myself to sharmane last week] i enthusiastically exclaimed, "oh, you're calvin's girlfriend!" i love to have a connecting point with a stranger. i imagined her saying, "YES! how do you know him?" and i'd explain how i knew him and say something good like, "he sure is a nice person," and we'd be instant pals and maybe even facebook buddies. but actually, if i imagine things going one way [right], they usually go a different way[wrong]. that's the way life works, in case you didn't know. because she got this strange look on her face and said, "um, no..." cheryl made a startled face at me. "well, not anymore..." alice clarified. today i got to be one of those people who rub your recent break-up in your face. rats. ... house?