Friday evening we were invited to dinner by the former director. And who cares. In fact, it's what I thought. These were exciting things we found several years ago, in pre-parenthood.
imagine today, in this climate of disenchantment that has dwarfed our eyes everything that is not part of us, our family, our needs, our suffice to each other.
may have been too many disappointments, the ; unexpected behavior, being teased or worse, being ignored by the network with which each person thinks he has, that he had built over a lifetime.
And so, it is normal that you have no more desire to see people, be brilliant and witty, and polite, kind and all that series of things that we must bend in relationships with others. When every day you have to find ways to put together the ends meet, this kind of calls are really the last thing on the priority list.
Yet the former director is also nice to me, I can almost be said to love him as a great uncle, the one that has seen the world, which made things interesting, people who experienced strange.
Yet the former director is also nice to me, I can almost be said to love him as a great uncle, the one that has seen the world, which made things interesting, people who experienced strange.
Although his insistence to exclude our children has given me the invitation to think for a few seconds.
But how? Our children are older, educated, know how to sit at the table without disturbing the contrary, are always very interested to talk a bit 'bland and gossips that we adults often do. So why this exception? Oh Lord, will not be two mica swingers? No, it is not possible, we know the former director and his wife for almost twenty years, we grew up, he and his second daughter us our first-born, nearly simultaneously. Work and family, and this we were both all this time. That would be really inconceivable.
But the doubt is gone only when, upon our arrival, there was, in fact, the eighteen year old daughter and their boyfriend: an anonymous type, a bit 'bland, but nice-looking.
But then, why we could not bring our children as they have only a few years younger? Boh, go to understand people. He wanted to talk too serious or demanding? But no, it's over, my wife has taken bench for almost the whole evening telling true facts and invented stories, woven together in inextricable knots so that I too have struggled to separate truth from fantasy.
Maybe that's why we wanted at home, because they enjoy listening to this stream of things so far-fetched and funny because we have the game fishing in our faults and our foibles and make irresistibly funny to poke the eyes of others. As a couple to Sandra and Raymond, and Jim and Cheryl, John Lennon and Yoko Ono, Laurel and Hardy, Minnie and Mickey Mouse, Beauty and the Beast.
I do not know what to think, if on one side all that flatters me, I have the worm on the other to be used as a court jester who has to pay for the maintenance of the absent-minded king and queen.
But maybe I just can not help but be the usual bilious, cynical and mean malfidente. And to think that they were so nice and hospitable.
But how? Our children are older, educated, know how to sit at the table without disturbing the contrary, are always very interested to talk a bit 'bland and gossips that we adults often do. So why this exception? Oh Lord, will not be two mica swingers? No, it is not possible, we know the former director and his wife for almost twenty years, we grew up, he and his second daughter us our first-born, nearly simultaneously. Work and family, and this we were both all this time. That would be really inconceivable.
But the doubt is gone only when, upon our arrival, there was, in fact, the eighteen year old daughter and their boyfriend: an anonymous type, a bit 'bland, but nice-looking.
But then, why we could not bring our children as they have only a few years younger? Boh, go to understand people. He wanted to talk too serious or demanding? But no, it's over, my wife has taken bench for almost the whole evening telling true facts and invented stories, woven together in inextricable knots so that I too have struggled to separate truth from fantasy.
Maybe that's why we wanted at home, because they enjoy listening to this stream of things so far-fetched and funny because we have the game fishing in our faults and our foibles and make irresistibly funny to poke the eyes of others. As a couple to Sandra and Raymond, and Jim and Cheryl, John Lennon and Yoko Ono, Laurel and Hardy, Minnie and Mickey Mouse, Beauty and the Beast.
I do not know what to think, if on one side all that flatters me, I have the worm on the other to be used as a court jester who has to pay for the maintenance of the absent-minded king and queen.
But maybe I just can not help but be the usual bilious, cynical and mean malfidente. And to think that they were so nice and hospitable.
For this reason, when the former director called me Sunday afternoon to claim a bit 'of work, I did not have the strength to ask him if he had nothing better to do five in a wet Sunday in late March.
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