School Day
So why no mention of Sarah lately, you ask? Why no mention of anything from the lack of recent posts might be a better question. But anyway.
I had about given up on her. Seems if I don't veritably pelt her with e-mail, we lose touch. Out of in-box out of mind. Last week I got an appointment for a meeting about a possible freelance job. It was this afternoon downtown. I had e-mailed Sarah to let her know that I was going to be in the area. Did she want to meet up?
She had to teach her class at a local college that night, she replied. "DARN!" She wrote. "We'll keep trying, though."
Then came the brainstorm. I wrote back: "Class, huh? May I come watch?" No reply. Not Friday, Saturday or Sunday. I figured she didn't like the idea but she answered Monday, saying that she thought it would bore me but that I was welcome.
So I showed up. And I got to look at her and listen to her for more than an hour without having to think of a single thing to say. Quite a bargain, I think. Funny thing was, she had jury duty earlier that day so she came to class dressed in jeans. I'd never seen her in jeans before. The look does not flatter her.
She's still a cutie, though. And sharp. You can tell that from how she interacts with the students. She's just has a brightness that you can see that she radiates. Energy. Passion.
She's just neat.
After class, I walked her to her car and then, because I didn't have a parking permit, she gave me a lift to where I had parked. My car was still there, which was good. When she stopped to let me out, we kept talking for about ten minutes more. And I actually used my brain this time. We talked almost all about her. Mostly about her career. I was encouraging and complimentary and understanding. I done good.
She says class ends in a couple of weeks and her schedule opens up a little more. Maybe I can find a way to fit into it.
She's sure going to get a lot of e-mails from now until then to make sure!
I had about given up on her. Seems if I don't veritably pelt her with e-mail, we lose touch. Out of in-box out of mind. Last week I got an appointment for a meeting about a possible freelance job. It was this afternoon downtown. I had e-mailed Sarah to let her know that I was going to be in the area. Did she want to meet up?
She had to teach her class at a local college that night, she replied. "DARN!" She wrote. "We'll keep trying, though."
Then came the brainstorm. I wrote back: "Class, huh? May I come watch?" No reply. Not Friday, Saturday or Sunday. I figured she didn't like the idea but she answered Monday, saying that she thought it would bore me but that I was welcome.
So I showed up. And I got to look at her and listen to her for more than an hour without having to think of a single thing to say. Quite a bargain, I think. Funny thing was, she had jury duty earlier that day so she came to class dressed in jeans. I'd never seen her in jeans before. The look does not flatter her.
She's still a cutie, though. And sharp. You can tell that from how she interacts with the students. She's just has a brightness that you can see that she radiates. Energy. Passion.
She's just neat.
After class, I walked her to her car and then, because I didn't have a parking permit, she gave me a lift to where I had parked. My car was still there, which was good. When she stopped to let me out, we kept talking for about ten minutes more. And I actually used my brain this time. We talked almost all about her. Mostly about her career. I was encouraging and complimentary and understanding. I done good.
She says class ends in a couple of weeks and her schedule opens up a little more. Maybe I can find a way to fit into it.
She's sure going to get a lot of e-mails from now until then to make sure!
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