When I get up from the table to go to the bathroom. When I go to get my car from the valet. When I walk to the bar to grab another round of drinks. Even when I am still sitting right there in front of them, the words run in a scroll through my mind, a news ticker only I can see that broadcasts what I am so certain everyone must be thinking.
I stopped into my New York office before leaving for a two-week trip to Italy. I obsessed for weeks in advance about how I would face colleagues I hadn't seen in six months and what they would surely think of me once they saw me now. I anticipated conversations where I could plead with them, "Rememb...
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