The things that pop up when you’re trying to concentrate
Was just trying to write some ridiculous Happy Thanksgiving-type of message for my customers while half-listening to the daily marketing call. My mind wandered, as it tends to do. (Imagine how much I could achieve if I weren’t in a daydream most of every day.)
A memory from a recent outing came to mind. My friend had wandered off and a male acquaintance came out of nowhere and walked up to say hi.
We talked for a few minutes and wondered aloud why we had never hung out or actually become friends. I’d never thought about it. (I’m finding that’s a pattern these days.)
Anyway, we did the whole promise to hang out at some point. Which, he was tipsy and I was sober, so I imagine he forgot within five seconds and, well, I imagine I can tap him on LinkedIn if the mood strikes.
Which, normally it wouldn’t. But …
He hugged me goodbye after our very brief talk. And kissed me on the lips. Which, no big deal — that’s how I greet and say goodbye to most of my male friends. 🙂 But, wow. It was … probably not supposed to be as good as it was.
I had forgotten about that until now. And will forget about it again, I’m sure. But after spending a year dicking around with someone who would rather imprison himself than admit maybe I get under his skin a little, it was a nice reminder that not only am I still alive inside, but people actually are well-aware of me being alive on the outside as well.
And yes, he’s single. …