Reunion conversations that haven't happened yet.
Monday, August 17, 2009
Hello all! Happy another day!
Weekend update: Heat, pool, popsicles. Breakfast place, comic book store, pizza shop. Cool basement, broken dryer, room air conditioner. Good times with my little girl.
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On Friday eve, I ordered myself a plane ticket to go to my Reunion. This is going to be a reunion of a bunch of cool people I worked with in my teens and twenties. It's organized by former employees just for fun. I'm way excited.
I dream about getting rehired at my old workplace. Everything is new, and I get lost. There are still some old faces there. I have this dream about every two weeks. Maybe going to the Reunion will get whatever it is outof my system. It's like a constant nagging from my subconscious, and I'm not really sure what it wants.
So, I'm headed down to sunny Orlando, FL in just a couple of weeks. Woo hoo! It will be a short weekend, but a nice present to myself.
Maybe this is how some of the conversations will go:
Former Male Co-Worker: Wow, Al. You look really fat.
Me: But I just lost like 42 lbs!
Former Male Co-Worker: Maybe so, but when I knew you, you were still about 50lbs lighter!
Me: Harsh, dude. At least I still have all of my hair.
Me: Hello, Ms. X. I remember back in the day when we worked together, we didn't really get along. I'm not sure why. Because now, when I think back, I have good memories about you. I don't know if you feel the same way. But I'd feel better if we could be friends leaving here this weekend.
Ms. X: Who are you?
Former Female Co-Worker: Albert, I always admired you from afar. And actually, I used to flirt with you, but I don't think you were even paying attention! You were always cracking jokes and trying to be funny, but I recognized that shy person hiding within. And now, here we are, twenty years later, grown adults, with only this weekend to catch up. A few mere hours to contemplate what might have been. Maybe we should go up to my room and talk about it in private.
Me: Take a number, sister.
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I tried to eat a peach from the backyard peach tree. The ants have almost killed it. I don't think it will last another year. The birds have eaten most of the peaches that DO exist this year.
They're normally the most delicious things you've ever eaten. But I don't think I'm getting any this year.
Some of the fallen peaches have sprouted, and there's a nice two-year old tree that I was going to let grow. But the bugs killed that one this year, too! I need to plant some garlic around it or something.
Q: If one has a 'meeting arranged in advance' with a girl, is that a date?
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Maybe a bike ride tonight! It sure is hazy and ominous looking outside, though.
Have a great one, SPeeps!