For the sake of cuteness.

My mother has the cutest run I've ever seen. When we play kickball as a family, I love it when Mom is up at bat. When she runs, I practically die of cuteness. She puts her hands up (think "jazz hands") and prances off to first base. It's darling.

Speaking of cute, I interviewed a girl yesterday that also had an adorable idiosyncrasy. The tip of her nose wiggled every time she spoke. I was enchanted. I actually wanted to offer her a job just so I could continue seeing her little nose twitch every day.



I wonder if I have a charming quirk.