I’m scared! No, seriously!!!
I’m really really a-scared to go to another Meetup. After my first.
Well, maybe I overstated that a bit. Let me put it this way, it’s been 3 months since the first and I still can’t bring myself to sign up for a second.
My girlfriend, she’s not scared. She’s already decided. “Not for me!”
The sole purpose for our first? To Meet Men.
Honestly. I don’t know that there is anything funny that comes out of assembling a piece of Ikea furniture.
The first time I ever put a piece of Ikea furniture together was years ago at a law firm where I worked. I was somewhere in my stupid-old 20’s. It was a small firm. A very, very small firm. My title? Jack-of-all-Trades. Apparently.