Stolen Glances

For the most part we see people for who they are now. But sometimes, if you're paying attention, you can see a flash of who that person was as a child.

A few months ago I was having a conversation with a co-worker and I made him laugh. It was a head thrown back, mouth wide open laugh that doesn't hold anything back. In that instant I saw what he looked like as a 10-year-old boy. For that one moment he was free.

This happened again recently. I saw a video of a man I knew as a boy. He has grown up to be a fine specimen of a man. But in this video, he was trying to set up a video conference with his parents. There is a moment where he's struggling with where to put the camera. His eyes shifted from left to right and you could see the frustration/worry in them. It caught me off guard because in that second I saw the boy I once knew.

I don't know if anyone ever sees the girl I was once. I've got to start looking for her.

Funky Feet

A friend that works with me has stanky feet.

Right, not stinky feet . . . feet so rank they are stanky.

After sloshing through the puddles in the parking lot, she walked into my office\and said, "My feet are stinky." I said, "You didn't have to announce it. I was well aware."

So we got into this argrument trying to determine if it's her feet that stink or her shoes that stink. She said, "No, it's because I don't wear socks with my shoes (women's dress shoes), and that is why my feet stink."

"Okay," I said, "So all of the shoes that you put your feet in are stinky." She said, "Yes, it's the shoes."

I said, "Girl, if all of the panties that you put on were stinky would you blame it on the panties?"

Her, "No, that means my pussy stinks. Wait, what . . . oooooooooh."

Me, "Yeah girl, it's not the shoes."