Me? I'm not worried.
Today, she makes her attempt. As I'm passing by, she asks, "Hey, Peter. Where would I get a pocket protector for my kid?"
I don't have the slightest clue.
Lunging strike. "Well, I figured you would know. She's dressing up like a nerd for Halloween."
Reversal. Shouldn't she be wearing a costume then instead of her regular clothes?
She told me to go soak my head (okay, I'm paraphrasing). PWND!!!1!
