Page 16 of Mailroom Delight
“Are you kidding me?” She stopped in her tracks and whirled around to face me. “I’ve known you for less than a full day and I think you’re the most irritating man I’ve ever come across in my life. What the hell is wrong with you?”
I stood up and moved over to her.
“Nothing Sweet Thing, but guess what? You see how you think something’s wrong with me? What made you come to that conclusion?”
“You are abrasive and insensitive. What other conclusion could I come to?” She argued.
“Good. I’m glad you think so. Because that’s precisely what some people think when they read your column, and your advice.” There, I had her exactly where I wanted her.
My comments hit a nerve, so I thought I’d continue.
“A wife that’s just found out her husband of God knew how long is cheating on her doesn’t want to be told to grab the first guy she can find and hop in bed with him. Maybe some women want to do that. But I really doubt that theyalldo. There are kinder ways of saying things that may appeal to both types of women. That is what I meant by heart.”
She stared at me long and hard and I wasn’t certain what her next move would be. She was close to the door, so she could indeed go home, or she could listen to me.
I wanted her to listen to me. I wanted her to listen to me because what I had to say would make her do her job better, but I also had my own interest in her.
I felt relieved when I saw her shoulders loosen up.
“I’m listening.”
Good.
I’d just moved off square one. Let’s see how far I’d get.
