My father still looks handsome in a beard, although he looks rather more like Santa Claus than he used to.
There is no better way to make a girl feel welcome than to give her a (gigantic) office and a laptop computer, unless it is a pink polka dot card explaining how glad they are to have her.
I don’t actually know the real words to The Battle Hymn of the Republic. I do know several verses worth of inappropriate words. This includes “My Eyes Have Seen The Glory of the Burning of the School,” “Teacher Hit Me with a Ruler,” and “Pink Pajamas.”
I am an introvert with a vengeance. Luckily, most skills are learned ones (even the social kind).