I am, quite possibly, the most gullible person in the world. I could cite a dozen instances where someone has managed to convince me of the most ludicrous thing in the world, but I don’t need that kind of self-abasement here right now.
Which means April Fools’ Day is its own kind of hell. Everyone fools me, and I spend the whole day embarrassed.*
Case in point:
Me: I hate April Fools. Because I’m so gullible.
Him: Really? I love it, it’s my favorite day.
Me: [surprised] Really?
Him: No, I hate it.
See?
Megan
*As opposed, of course, to my normal mien. Sigh.
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