The Cozy Corner

I actually met John Martorano one night years ago when I was playing darts in Somerville, MA…. (Look him up)

I think he loved me. Muahahahaha
*gulp* Starting to back away slowly...

I never ask anyone if they are mobbed up. Seems like a quick way to getting fitted for a pair of concrete galoshes on my feet. No thank you.
Good point! I don't want to do this leadership training today anyway. 🤷‍♀️
 
He saw me shooting darts and he said “You’re quite the shooter”. When I said, “I hear the same about you”, I thought that was going to be my final night on earth. But he smiled that smile only murderers can do.
If this is true, you're the coolest person ever... Cool as a cucumber. 😎
 
One time at an interview, I was asked if I could handle criticism.

I told the interviewer sure. I told him his tie looked like he got it 3 for a $1 at a yard sale.

Wasn't what he meant I guess. Didn't get the job 🤷
I once got asked if I could perform under pressure.
I went "dum, dum, dum, dum,dum,dum, dum."
I didn't get the job.
 
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