Faking it

I stopped in Borders Books today for a quick break and a look around. The store phone rang and it rang, and rang, and rang and rang. I walked by it sitting next to a computer in the middle of the story, and was tempted to pick it up, answer it, and act like I know what I'm talking about as an employee of the store.

How many of us go through life faking our way through; pretending that we know what's going on, pretending that we care, pretending that we know what to do...when we really and truly don't have a clue.

People will buy our facades for a bit, but after a while people can see right through us.