well as if the world of the worker bee, isn't confusing enough, i've entered the owrld of the single working woman box. Apparently i should be sophisticated, smooth answering, as opposed to the shy, awkward wallflower from high school. But i think she's still stuck in there somewhere and i can't get her to join in the fun. My brain jumps to assumptions, makes conclusions and way before it can start..it's already ended. And flirting? Ha ! The words are in my head, but are never able to leave my lips....where possibilities lie. I'm afraid i'll be doomed, sitting in a corner, hoping for a prince charming to ask me to dance.