There's a new guy at work--a young, toy-loving (!) punk from the East Coast, "in recovery", Jewish...
I asked him if he'd like to light candles for Hannukah with the girlettes.
"Are you Jewish?" he asked.
"No," I said, "but some of the dolls are. Or, they say they are--but really, they just like to set things on fire."
(You know. Zoroastrians.)
A couple days later I was telling him we're soon entering his sign, Capricorn, and what great energy that is. (He's anxious a lot, and this seemed like a good perspective to share.)
He looked at me suspiciously. "What is your deal?" he said.
Then he immediately took it back––"No, no, I didn't mean that..."––and walked off to do something else.
But, honestly, I was wondering the same thing about him!
You're smart, creative, active... What are you doing here?
What am I doing there? What is my deal?
I don't know...
To do: work on an elevator pitch in reply to that.
And you?
Can you say in the length of a comment, what's your deal?
Wednesday, December 18, 2024
"What is your deal?"
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