D’oh! And now 25 years later I add another lost opportunity to the list of my naivety back then.
Among those failures was the time, after a staff meeting at the home office, a good looking gal from a branch office about an hour away gave me her card and told me to call her if I ever needed any help. I said thanks and pocketed the card and that was that.
A week later the office receptionist comes to my desk and says to me, “How come you haven’t called Lisa yet?” ‘Why do I need to call her?’ “Because dummy, when a woman gives your her card with her home phone number it means she want’s you to call her.”
D’oh! I was 36 years old then—naive as a tenderfoot.
D’oh! I was 36 years old then—naive as a tenderfoot.>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
I resemble your remarks.