So last night a gentlemen was scheduled to come by to pick up my dining room table. I had posted it on Craigslist and in 15 minutes I received like 20 emails. After I made arrangements for "Tony" to come get my table I realized I would almost certainly be raped and murdered and left in the alley or possibly a ditch.
So I invited Steve over. Steve arrived well after Tony left, but upon reflection I realize that I had invited STEVE over to protect me.
Seriously, I just don't think well under pressure.