Once I tried to tell Tony what I did at work.
We were working on the NoteCards system,
and I was excited about hypertext;
it would be years before the Web was part of our everyday lives.
He looked straight at me in the wake of my frenetic monologue
and asked, "Are those your legs?"
He'd been staring at
my fuzzy pink socks.
Embarrassed, I looked back at him hard,
and said, "No."
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