I swear, swear one day I will speak to you. I need time, time to make my heart stop fluttering whenever you walk through those doors. I will get past the “what can I get started for you?” question and talk to you. I just need to figure out how. I don’t know why I cannot talk to you. I have never had trouble talking to men. But, I just cannot do it. My poor trainee had to listen to me and my other coworker talk about what a baby I am. Then she grabbed my arm and felt my pulse and said “oh well nevermind.” 🙂 See, even they can tell what you do to me when you come in.