Before lunch I had started two different blog posts but thought they were dull and boring. I was troubled. I have excellent interview questions from Johnny Yen but as I just posted an interview yesterday I wanted to wait until tomorrow and put it as a Foodie Friday accompaniment because it makes sense to do so, you’ll see. I decided to give up on thinking of a post and just go and enjoy my lunch with Monica and Lakeiya. By the end of lunch I had a blog post.
Earlier in the day I told Monica that I would not be going to lunch with her if it was raining. She assured me that it would not be raining. It wasn’t. We had a wonderful lunch of burgers and sides and then Lakeiya and I left Monica at her office door and proceeded to walk back to our office.
As we were walking I heard someone to the left of me say “you sure are gorgeous,” in an old and grizzled voice. Being a gracious person, I turned to the person and said thank you. The person asked my name and, not being able to think of anything other than the truth, I told him. “Nice to meet you, Natalie, I’m Jeremiah,” we shake hands. I notice that he is missing some bottom teeth. He then introduces himself to Lakeiya and asks her name. He told her it was an African name “like from Kenya or “Zambobwo” or what’s another African country,” and Lakeiya told him it was a West Side of Chicago name. He then informed us that Jeremiah was a Hebrew name and that his last name was Rudolph. “That’s a reindeer name,” I replied.
I thought that would kind of give him the hint that I was done talking to him, it didn’t. He proceeded to tell me that my name was easy to remember because it was like Natalie Cole (like I’ve never heard that before) and hoe she is Nat King Cole’s daughter. “You’d make me a nice wife,” he came up with out of nowhere. “You never know, anything can happen”. “Uh, I guess,” I said. “You’re friend really is beautiful,” he reminds Lakeiya “I have to go to State and Washington” (oh no that’s where we are going). We then had to stop so that Lakeiya could put a scarf on her head because it was starting to sprinkle. Jeremiah Rudolph figured it out kept walking and gave a nice wave.
Why I am so attractive to old men who are missing teeth? Not that I should complain. I am very content with my current relationship and I shouldn’t really care who else finds me attractive. Then again, it’s always nice to be told you are looking good.
The sprinkle that caused Lakeiya’s scarf to go up turned into a full on downpour. I have been back from lunch for almost two hours and my hair is still slightly damp. I had told Monica earlier in the day that I would not be meeting her for lunch if it was raining hard. She assured me it would not be raining. Because I believed her I did not bring an umbrella. Bad bad Monica. Poor little Lakeiya’s pants were so wet in the front that it looked as if she was wearing chaps. Only the top of her pants that were covered by her jacket remained dry. I had a longer coat on but a triangle of wetness on my skirt was created by what my coat didn’t cover. It kind of looked like I had an accident. My hair looked as if I had just stepped out of the shower. As we walked in the building someone saw us and said “Oh Shit,” not a good reaction. Luckily my hair air dries well so I now look normal. Lakeiya changed her pants with something from out client closet and all was relatively ok.
If this is what happens when we go to lunch with Monica I don’t think we will ever go again. That is, of course, a lie. I’ll probably see her tomorrow.
Signs, Tesla- Any and every version of this song makes me smile. Any tune that contains the words “long haired freaky people” is easily a classic.
Where It’s At, Beck- Could things possible get any more high school than this song? I don’t think so. At the same time I still find myself enjoying it.
Hot Fun in the Summertime, Sly and The Family Stone- This is one of my least favorite Sly and The Family Stone songs. I think the music is a little too cabaret and not at all funky enough. However, the vocals are inherently funky making this song incongruous and a little annoying.