You may start thinking that I’m making some of this stuff up, but I’m not (I wouldn’t be that creative, even if I wanted to). Anyway, a funny thing happened yesterday afternoon at Starbucks…
I had gone to the gym in the morning (like every Thursday morning), to the deli for lunch (like every weekday), then off to Starbucks for coffee (like every day for the rest of my life). I started working (yes, I sometimes do), then took a break to watch a couple Youtube videos (I am my own boss and my boss is pretty lenient), then got ready to post a picture on Instagram (translation: I went into a 30-minute liking spree) when someone suddenly put their hands over my eyes.
I was sitting opposite the entrance, so the fact that I didn’t see anyone coming in wasn’t that strange. What was strange, though, is that someone I knew just happened to enter “my” Starbucks in the middle of the afternoon. And they were very thin hands too, so they had to belong to a girl - or a very skinny man, but I couldn’t think of any top of mind. My fiancée has tiny hands - ironically, since she still kicks my ass in most sports - so I assumed it must be her. Plus she sometimes pops by the “office” unannounced, although that usually happens after office hours. She must have had enough of all those office meetings. Something I do not miss.
After all these remarkably astute deductions, I finally turned around: it was not my fiancée. But it was a girl, so I was half right. And I knew her too: an old friend from business school, and her husband. The thing is, until recently, they were living in Singapore.
Me: Hey! Wow! How are you guys?!
Girl: Pretty good!
Me: When did you get back to Paris?
Girl: A couple of weeks ago.
Guy: But we’ve been drowning in admin stuff, so we haven’t been able to see anybody.
Me: Admin stuff… My favorite… But how did you find me here?
Girl: Well, we went to sign the lease for our new flat, which is not too far from here, and I remembered that you’re around often.
Me: That would be correct… And you have a f*****g good memory!
Guy: We figured we might drop by for a quick coffee.
Me: Sound plan… And what else are you gonna tell me now? That you’re pregnant?
So much stuff happens at Starbucks, I’m telling you…