Calling all cars

I think people are a little sensitive today. I really can't stand when people talk to me like I am stupid. Maybe if they understood what they, themselves, were trying to explain, I wouldn't have a problem giving them the right answer. But certainly don't berate me for not getting what you think you are trying to get across.

Honey, works better than lemons where tact is concerned...and ya know...biscuits.

Gah!

I went to coffee with "Mr. Policeman" (That is his new name by the way. For the time being.) And I say the time being 'cause I didn't hear from him after that. After our first conversation on the phone, he sent me an email telling me how great it was. I am guessing he didn't think coffee was so great. Which, ya know, is fine. What ever happened to butterflies anyway? I miss that kind of attraction to someone. Anyway, while I was waiting for my Skinny Latte to be made, I noticed he kept looking at my shoes. I think he was trying to figure out if I was wearing heels. He said he was 5'9". I...am 5'8 3/4" so there wasn't much room there. I was wearing some slides that have about an inch heel on them. And though he was dressed in his uniform, I felt a bit like a tower. I found myself leaning to one side and bending my knee a little so we could talk more, eye to eye. I was thankful when we went to sit down. Our conversation was great and the time flew just like when we are on the phone. But, and maybe it is just me and being the horrid dater that I am, something just didn't seem "there". Who knows. He ended the date with saying he would call me. Yeah...I have heard that one before.

5 1/2 weeks till we leave on our trip. Now there is something to look forward to.