Get prepared, because this is a fairly long preface. So we (and I mean my fiancée, really: as previously stated, I’ve just been crashing at her place for the last 20 months or so) have a next door neighbour who started her own company: her associate and her create subscription-based treasure hunt-style games for young children. So far, fairly easy, right?
It gets better: her associate (who happens to be from Lyon like my fiancée, but that’s just bonus trivia) used to work with me on a tech startup contest I helped organize with a consulting firm a couple of years ago. It’s not over: in their company, they created a board, and the first person who joined it happens to be the wife of the person I was (and occasionally still am) working with in that consulting firm. Pretty good, huh?
So that was the preface. Now on with the actual story.
Last week, as I was dropping off the keys to my neighbour’s before we left for yet another weekend in Berlin — her boyfriend and her have sort of become our designated cat sitters, which is somewhat convenient because our cat sort of prefers familiar faces (he’s a cat, basically) — she happened to my mention that her associate, the one I knew from way back when and lives in Lyon, would be in town next week and that it would be fun to catch up, maybe. To which I said “of course”, not knowing when any of that could happen since my planning is surprisingly packed these days. Not enough to have to stop blogging, apparently, but I skipped lunch for this, I will have you know. I didn’t, really. What am I, an animal? I need my protein after the gym.
Anyway, this morning, as I was climbing the stairs back from said gym, with a bunch of shirts I picked up from dry cleaning along the way, I heard familiar voices from above and getting nearer:
My neighbour, enthusiastically climbing down a step towards me: Hey GH! How are you? How was Berlin?
Me, stopping with my shirts dangling in the air behind my shoulder: Hey! Good!
Her associate, standing right next to her: Hey GH! Remember me?
Me: Huh… Yeah! Also, your associate warned me. In any event, been a while! How have you been?
Associate: You know, started a business…
Me: No shit…
A third lady I didn’t know who was with them, and looked at me funny in my sweatpants with my key in one hand and my dress shirts in the other: I’m sorry, who are you?
Me: I’m the neighbour of this lady over here. And an ex-colleague of that lady over here. And a colleague of the husband of an associate of both. And the [co-]owner of the cat said neighbour took care of this weekend. Also, I’m a virgo and I love long walks on the beach.
The third lady, to my neighbour: Is this the neighbour you were talking about?
My neighbour: No, this one’s alright!
Best compliment I ever had in sweatpants.