Confused.
Constantly on the fringe of sanity (or insanity) I often begin to question if my presence in this world is strictly for entertainment. And if it is - why don’t I live in Las Vegas?
For a week I’d been planning to attend a scheduled business meeting at a friends place. The nature of the business has been deemed top-secret for the time being so I’ll replace my friends name with ‘Giuseppe’. The meeting was supposed to be Wednesday - somehow I had to fit it in between work and Hack Club. I came up with a pretty simple solution - I just packed everything up in the morning and decided to forego dinner in the evening. From work I headed to the top-secret meeting place - Giuseppe’s house. I pulled up across the street and Giuseppe saw me from the window. I pulled out my computer bag, tossed it over my back, and headed for the door that Giuseppe was opening with a big smile on his face. Casual chit-chat ensued. Then Giuseppe invited me in. I kicked off my shoes, took off my jacket, and headed for the kitchen table to set up shop. I noticed Giuseppe looked like he was creating quite a feast in the kitchen, sorta odd to do when our meeting was in two minutes, but I didn’t think much of it. I was unpacking my computer and chatting casually about our project when Giuseppe glanced up from his chicken and said:
“Um Ryan, Did you somehow get our meeting time mixed up?”
My first thought: ‘Oh shit, you’ve got to be kidding me’. My brain starts rattling away at all the scenarios - nope i’m pretty sure our meeting is supposed to be right now. “I don’t think so Giuseppe - Wednesday 5:30 right?”
G: Thursday
Me: Are you sure?
G: Yeah, that’s when we met last time
Me: someting finally clicked - ‘I’m a bumbling idiot’
G: I thought you just came over to say hi
Me: Oh man, I’m sorry Giuseppe - Oh jeez, oh jeez, I am an absolute fool
G: No biggie…
Holy crap was that weird. I felt so damned foolish I was at a complete loss for words. Giuseppe was cookin’ that feast for some guests. I slipped out utterly embarassed - hopped in my car and laughed at myself for a good 10 minutes. He must have thought I was totally losing it. Oh well, Thursday is here and i’m going to try again…
Filed by ryanroth at September 29th, 2005 under Life