Biting the Tongue.
Standing amidst a the circle of new faces at a Thursday evening dinner party, happy hour, a coworker’s birthday during which an unfamiliar yet mildly inviting New Guy prefaces his would-be comment with a disclaimer about his borderline dicey humor, I realize I have found "my people." Oh, I can handle anything, I think, as I tacitly waffle between blurting out my shared self-consciousness and easing into the impending commonality. By the end of the night, we're giggling in the corner over this and that, pleasantly surprised by the evening's outcomes, and eager to exchange equally inappropriate links over our newest Friday morning gchat friendship. Enjoy!
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Geez! Where did you learn to write like that?
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