Today was a big day. Alright, it wasn’t, but let’s pretend that it was. I came home from Bordeaux today. Well, technically, yesterday evening, but who cares? I’ll answer that one: not even the cat. But I did get back into town, right on time to have lunch with a former collaborator I haven’t seen in a while and have been trying to have lunch with since last spring. I mean — 2019, but still.
You know me, I’m busy. Between writing blog posts, taking cat pictures and travelling wherever my fiancée goes for work, I’m swamped. And my friend is too: she has a proper day job (the kind with business calls every other hour), two kids and she just bought a house in the suburbs that she’s refurbishing with her husband. Basically, we lead equally crammed lives.
To be entirely transparent, she was the one who cancelled on me a couple of times before (I wonder why). But today was her last day at work before going on vacation (i.e. painting the walls of her new house), so a) she had a bit more time, b) it was today or some time in the last quarter of 2020. So we made it happen: we sat down on the terrace of a nice Asian restaurant, I ordered curry and everything was right in the world.
An hour+ later, my friend had to get back to the office because she still had calls lined up and I had to get back home because the cat sent me angry messages asking where I was. OK, it may have been my fiancée, I get them confused sometimes — they both scratch. As we were about done, it started to rain. And I don’t mean European-type rain, more like Asian/monsoon season shit (turns out my curry was fitting): I was getting wet just looking at it. So we figured we would wait for it to cool down a bit. 15 minutes later, it got worse.
Me: This is interesting. After not being able to see each other for months, we now can’t seem to be able to leave each other…
Friend: I don’t know about you, but I’m getting an Uber.
Me: In terms of storytelling, I feel your take could use some punching up. In terms of outcome, though, I’ll admit it offers more constructive options…
What can I say, I’m a poet.