Bad communicator
I'm frazzled. By some thing you know about. By some things you don't.
A comment name-checking a nursery rhyme tripped me up today. Its intention was harmless but I fell flat on my face. I sent an email I shouldn't.
I'm not communicating well today.
So instead of saying something else that might embarrass me in the future I'll keep my words brief.
I love London.
Posted by pab at 23:52
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