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Time for more of my most embarrassing moments in history.  I drove into the parking lot at one of my jobs one morning.  I got out of my car and started to walk to the door.  In the distance, I could see a woman who I will call Susan.  Of course, Susan is not her real name.  I was going to yell at her and say "hi" or "morning".  However; in my head, I thought that whistling at her would be an interesting and surprising for her.  I pondered this in my head because I thought that someone who might hear me whistle at her might consider this harassment.  I looked around and did not see anyone.  I also thought that if I whistled the wrong way, it might give the wrong impression.  If you whistle for a dog to come to you, it sounds one way.  But, if you get caught whistling at a woman in way that might be considered harassing, you might get slapped upside the face.  Although I had known Susan for some time and I knew she could handle it either way.  We would just laugh it off.  Just as I was starting to pucker up my lips to let out a loud whistle, Susan turned sideways as she walked into the building.  My whistle screeched to a stop, I almost fell over my own feet, and my face turned red.  That was not Susan!

There is one thing good about life.  That you might think to do something is one thing, but to actually do it is another thing.  May I add that the real Susan (not her real name again), got a great laugh out of this story when I told her.  Thank goodness I did not let out a whistle.