Showing posts with label pimples. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pimples. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

My boss is kinda hot




My boss is really good looking. I mean, hooooot. I went to a business lunch with him yesterday, and these lanky model-looking types kept hugging him hello. He looks like an Indian version of Joey from Friends- the winningest smile you’ve ever seen. The woman we had to meet for lunch blushed nearly crimson when she saw him. She was about 35, but blushing like a teenager.

I don’t blush, but my ears go red. Not when I see my boss, but if I am embarrassed. I also get occasional pimples. Really, isn’t that supposed to pass when you are twenty years out of school?

I sometimes envy teenagers their confidence- here I am, 38, and hating social situations. Where did the swagger go? I had it, once, but now I know better- circumstances and fears can rob you of who you think you are, and condemn you to the shadows.

If I met any of you, my ears would definitely redden, and I would make a series of manic jokes to distract you from my discomfort.

Am I the only person who suffers embarrassment like a teenager, but lacks the spirit to project confidence? How are you with social situations?