Overheard on the F train
Guy: “Tara! You smell good. You smell like my friend’s mother.”
Guy: “Tara! You smell good. You smell like my friend’s mother.”
Whoops, I realize I’m behind on my What I Learned’s. Which is a shame because I learned a lot. I started dating someone worth mentioning in an oblique way on this blog, which is to say I save all my cleverness for her. Which leaves you, dear Reader, in a state of want. And for that, I ask your forgiveness.