I got kicked out of the garage this weekend... After accidentally calling Theresa, Crystal. Twice.
Just to make sure that I understood just what was being asked of me, Crystal walked out to demonstrate EXACTLY how I should stand and also what expression I should carry. No standing meekly facing the corner for me.
Stand outside of the garage looking humbly in at the comfy chairs, the warm pipe and hot coffee. Listening to the laughter (product of stimulating and intelligent conversation) with out being able to join in. No Warioware on the Game Cube... Just tears and shame.
That's what I was supposed to do...