Cuppa' Tea
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Today as I was leaving my karate school, I saw a woman unloading these huge easels from a van. (our school shares a large building with a carpet store, a church, a massage therapist and a hair salon, so I assume that someone from one of those other places was going to use them) and as I really enjoyed painting as a kid, and these are really neat looking big easels, this conversation happened.
Me: "Are those easels?"
Her: "Erm. Yes."
Me: "I like easels."
Her: "Yeah. They're industrial ones." *Looks at me like I'm nuts and scurries inside*
Me: *gets into my car and silently berates myself for sounding like a crazy person*
This is what happens when I deviate from my social scripts. :rolleyes2:
Me: "Are those easels?"
Her: "Erm. Yes."
Me: "I like easels."
Her: "Yeah. They're industrial ones." *Looks at me like I'm nuts and scurries inside*
Me: *gets into my car and silently berates myself for sounding like a crazy person*
This is what happens when I deviate from my social scripts. :rolleyes2: