I kind of like it when I’m incorrect.
That path bisects a place where I can learn.
Initially, we neither could connect
but recently, when I had to return
to meet you as a client, I at first
disdained your arrogance just as before,
abhorred your attitude, thought you were cursed
like 20 years ago – affected sure.
By meeting number two I’d shown my work,
and you were then respectful, grateful too.
You met my eyes and acted less a jerk.
I then inclined to closer look at you.
You’re unattractive, but at meeting three,
you started being interesting to me.