the sale at the art store.

was the all-you-can-eat sushi and good company.

sitting down with my instructor to have my work critiqued. He started by saying, "I opened your file and had alot of problems....."
I knew it wasn't a stunningly great layout, but I didn't think it was that bad.
After a very lengthy pause (in which I re-evaluated my decision to uproot my whole life, move to the city, sell my house and get rid of my car) he finished his sentence
".....coming up with something to critique."

Whew.

when I was talking on the phone to my friend RR and I said "I have the worst taste in men". There was a long pause on the other end, followed by "Notice I'm not disagreeing".