It was mediocre

I get excited about things.

This time? I was excited about a joke. A big joke that I want to play with a lot of people for fun. (that’s kinda the point of this dang ole’ Foolsletter)

This time? I wanted to share my joke with someone in person. I was attempting to give them a seat at the table. I wanted to let them in on the joke.

We met at a cafe.

I shared it.

They shifted nervously... well…

A belly full of anxious butterflies burst from their mouth.

Right.

That's when I realized. This wasn't my audience.

After a little uncomfortable conversation, we shifted to something a bit more safe. Pets.

This conversation?

This wasn't a conversation either of us needed.

I was lost on fantasy island.

I had the idea in my head that this person was someone that they weren't.

Worst part?

It had nothing to do with them.

My perception of them was mine. And? it was inaccurate. I was wrong.

Curious and wrong.

What happens you realize that someone isn't really someone you thought they were?

For me this was a small reminder moment of: *Oh yeah. …