These are wonderful stories reflecting a need for choreagraphy between bravado and diplomacy.

So I read a lot of horror stories like this at the Café, the worst ones are in the kid's show section. This stuff never happens to me. I told my wife some of the worst kid stories (far worse than some guy burning your hands) and she turned pale. I asked why no one ever tries that stuff with me.

She said, "Because you look dangerous."

She was perfectly serious. I don't really think of myself that way, but other people are a better judge of how you come across than you are.

Yours,

Paul

I usually start by saying "It's about time someone figured that out". I just make a joke out of it and act relieved and say that finally I have a replacement, I've been dying for a break. I hand him the cards and say "Tag, your it" and then sit down as if to watch a show. If played up correctly, it gets a big laugh.