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(brain) muscle confusion

June 9, 2010
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If I needed proof of my current sleep-deprived state…I now posses it. I just ran to the Post Office and on my way inside a large, male Postal Service employee held the door for me. I responded by saying, “Thank you, ma’am.” There’s really no way to recover from that.

It didn’t help that after I stuffed and addressed all of my mail and approached the counter to send it out, he was the person manning the register.

Oh, Tom. I’m so sorry.

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