Yes, I am insane. I can state it categorically. I cannot deny it. I am enjoying scaring the hell out of people. Yes, I admit it. It’s a new thrill this growing power. But yet somehow disturbing in a weird sort of way.

I once had a job review that stated: “[fill in name]’s facial expressions lead to confrontations”. I’ve spent years denying it. But now after the latest episode, I have embraced my dark side and am enjoying my new found powers. This power only seems to affect men. I look. They quake. And then they blurt out, “I haven’t done anything. It wasn’t me!”

After several days of working with a group of guys doing a marathon software installation, I came dragging into the conference room. No coffee yet. Still feeling a bit of road rage, I sat down in the quiet and fired up my laptop to begin another day. One of the Project Managers, asked a question. I guess as I was thinking through all the complications this question might lead to, I looked his way. He shrank down in his chair, got this terrified mouse-like look on his face, and blurted out “Love You”.

I couldn’t help it. I busted up laughing. “Love You” was the catch phrase of the day.

Ciao