Monday, April 10, 2006
The gym scene...
So, I'm at the gym yesterday when a fellow comes up and asks if I work near Tysons. I politely say 'no' and in the 3 seconds of silent awkwardness thereafter, in which he didn't go on his merry way, I'm thinking...'wait, is this guy trying to strike up a conversation?!'. Being that this is not an everyday occurence (or monthly, or annual...) and I'm not rude, AND he just didn't seem to take a hint when I wasn't being particularly conversational, I played along. After our brief conversation, no digits were exchanged but now in retrospect, I'm kicking myself...I meet an accountant...don't have my taxes done...what was I thinking?! ;-D
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now you know how i felt after i left sweet water tavern a few weeks ago without that girl's number.
btw - have you ever heard of this great little known thing called...ummm...Turbo Tax?? how 'bout you'll have your taxes done in 10 minutes.
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