Second Sign
Posted on March 26, 2005 - Filed Under Personal |
Tonight, I attended a party. No, not a raging party with drunk people, loud music, and a donkey. Once a month, a French group that I belong to gets together and we eat, drink wine, and speak French. This party is filled with a good mix of Europeans, Asians, and Americans. It’s kind of wild being surrounded by 40 plus people, speaking nothing but French.
I was surprised to see that my ex-girlfriend came. She’s French. Actually, this is where we had met. It had been 9 months since I had seen her and I knew at some point our paths would cross again. Needless to say, I was surprised to find myself remarkably calm and quite confident as she joined the conversation I was having with a mutual friend.
Ex: Are you still working for that company?
Clifford: (long pause) Yes . . . but I got a promotion.
Something inside of me snapped when she asked me that question. We dated for six months and during that time all I talked about was how I hated my job. I complained constantly about my job. Yet during that time, I had done nothing. It had been nine months since we broke up. Still, I had done nothing. Fifteen months of my life had come and gone and I hadn’t accomplished a damn thing. Plus, I was embarrassed. I hate being embarrassed.
Ex: So are you happy?
Clifford: (long pause) Yes . . . and no.
I lied. I am not happy. Actually I’m angry.
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