Okay this is what happened. He gave me that book, A Confederacy of Dunces, which he thought I would love but it turned out to be the worst book ever about some disgusting fat guy with diverticulitis. Of course I couldn’t keep my mouth shut after I read it and told him at work that it completely sucked and what was he thinking??!! And then I noticed his eyes. Oh my GOD, they are so crystal clear I’m going to die if I look into them any longer turquoise pools of gorgeousness. And then I noticed he was watching my mouth the whole time I was telling him I hated this book and the next thing I know, my stomach is totally doing flip flops and I felt my face turning beet red. So, I shut up and told him I had to go photocopy something for Mr. L.
“I’m dead. I’m dead. I’m dead.”
