I love peri peri prawns; I love the company of women; I love a cold glass of bubbly; I love the sunshine and when the promise of all of those things are on the cards, I dress up and show up.
Oh yes, and if this magical combo of things happens to come together on a work day, well then, I even swop my EDT for EDP.
So, I spritzed the good stuff on my pulse points. It felt so indulgent on a random Tuesday. I had been under enormous pressure at work. My special lunch date had been too. She had also been recovering from a critical illness and I planned to tell her that I loved the fact that she still used words like “bitch” instead of offering me a passage from the bible during our chats about her health.
The word “bitch” was going to come up lots and lots during our lunch meeting. This I knew for sure. We had been dealing with a mutual service provider who I really thought should have considered a company name change. RIP: Rude, Incompetent, Pricey – Where Customers Come Last is what I had in mind. There would be total value alignment with her staff. I could not wait to share my genius over lunch.
But we had a teeny problem. My lunch date was sitting in a restaurant in one part of the city.
Stupid tart! Poor thing! She had already ordered something to drink. I was sitting in a restaurant by the same name in another part of the city, 30km away from her. I had also ordered a drink.
I had sunshine. I had prawns. I had a glass of bubbly. I was not moving. So, I Skyped my date.
We had a blast talking about RIP! I had to agree, I DID have a certain “way with words”.
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