It’s a little intimidating when someone calls you an “expert” in anything, especially when you just consider yourself a “student.”
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Ginormous Time Wasters
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What are we, back in junior high again?
I recently joined Facebook and I find myself spending each and every day receiving emails from people I haven’t spoken to in 30 years who are begging me to “friend” them.
“They’re All White, But So Very Different”
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I grew up in a small town in Indiana with limited restaurant choices other than McDonald’s or Pizza Hut.
Forced small talk a reason to get hot under the collar
I know I’m going straight to Hell. This should be of no surprise to any of my friends.