* There was this girl in fifth grade (Avondale College Primary School) who liked me. I couldn’t stand it so I tortured her. I used to leave tacks on her chair.
When she sat down, she’d scream and start crying.
On other occasions, I’d kick her.
One day she said to me, “One day you too will love someone who’ll kick you.”
* I was going to a singles lunch at my Orthodox shul in 2002. We had to introduce ourselves by saying two things we love.
“I love sarcasm and irony,” I said.
“That will really make people want to be close to you,” said my therapist later.
