Confidence

“I just don’t know, Helen. I’m finally going on a date with Rachel, and I’m just a bunch of nerves,” Edward said. “Look at my hands. Look at them! They’re totally drenched in sweat!”

“Calm down, Ed,” said Helen straightening Edward’s tie, “and stand still! Everything will be fine.”

Edward furiously wiped his hands on his shirt. “I think—I think they’re getting sweatier! How is that even possible?”

Helen sighed, “Ed. You are definitely not going to impress her if you keep fretting about this date. Remember that confidence is sexy. Trust me.”

“Then I am the UNSEXIEST man alive!”