When I was 18, I accidentally, and instantly, fell in love with the rugged looking man who answered the door to my first job interview. He wasn’t particularly welcoming but he ushered me into the kitchen and then left me there with a rather stern elderly woman who asked me if I could cook. Distracted by the brand new falling-in-love sensation, I forgot to lie and said yes.
I was hired on the spot. It was 1977.
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Did you ever learn to cook? 😉
Yes.
What a start to your love affair.
excellent beginning
Once upon a time…
I’m hooked. Tell me more…. 😉
Good start.
So it began
I love this, Julie! So I have a question. When you said you “forgot to lie.” I was confused. You said you could cook. Was that a lie? Did you not want the job and you were going to say you couldn’t cook? I would love some back story on this!
I couldn’t cook!
So you should change that sentence to: I lied. Instead of: I forgot to lie. 🤣🤣🤣