Dear Granna,
Some men are smooth. They really are. I was standing outside during my lunch break, enjoying the sun and smoking a cigarette (I know, I promise I'll stop). A guy I usually see during breaks throughout the day walked up to me and smiled saying, "I was going to guess your name, but sometimes that turns out awkward." I laughed and told him my name was Kim, and he said he was lucky he hadn't guessed, he was going to say "Samantha." I joked and asked him if I looked like a Samantha...and we struck up a conversation about the weather and my Vegas trip. As we were riding the elevator back up, he got off on the fourth floor, turned around and said, "My name is Robert, by the way," I said it was good to meet him, he smiled and scurried off.
Just made me smile. At least I have a face to go with the name now, instead of just "Hey You." Nothing like a little networking on a sunny Tuesday.
Kim
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