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Six year and two months ago, someone I worked with told me she had a friend she thought I should meet. A few months earlier, at my 30th birthday party, my boyfriend at the time had told me he didn’t love me any more. Impeccable timing, wouldn’t you say? Anyway I wasn’t really keen to meet anyone new just yet, as I wasn’t done being bitter and twisted about the way I had been treated at my 30th. Can you tell I haven’t forgiven him for that?
So my friend persisted with me. After she told me who she had in mind for me to meet, I was really resistant. See, he was her ex-boyfriend. They had been broken up for several years but remained friends. Trouble was, she talked about him a lot. As in all the time. And I figured she wasn’t really over him properly and no way was I getting involved in that situation.
For two more months she persisted. And eventually, I gave in and said I would meet him. Just once, for a quick drink, so she could stop nagging me. By the way, when she told me he had a cat I was really worried. See, I wasn’t a cat person. I owned a rottweiler. We had more differences than I could begin to count. But we arranged a date for a drink after work one night. Our mutual friend would come too, so we both had someone to talk to 🙂
They arrived at the pub before me and were sitting at a table chatting when I got there. I sat down, we were introduced and I immediately thought, “wow, he’s really good looking!”. After two drinks and with the conversation flowing, we decided it would be a good idea to order some dinner. So we went up to the counter and ordered.
We forgot to get cutlery so he went back and got some for each of us. He carefully placed mine in front of me on the napkin, but practically threw hers at her. I laughed. My calamari arrived, and the crumbing was so salty I almost couldn’t eat it. When he offered to suck the crumbs off for me, I knew we had to see each other again. Even though I politely declined the offer to suck the crumbs off my calamari.
Our friend said she was going home, and we barely paused our conversation to say goodbye. We sat there for another two hours and didn’t stop talking. He offered to drive me home, and then asked me if I would like to go out again. I said yes and yes.
We haven’t been apart since.
Happy anniversary honey, I love you.