On Saturday, as an after dunch (dinner/lunch),
I went for a walk. When I came back up my street I saw Giorgio, the guy I lent
money to many months ago, walk into the bar in my street (The loan!).
I needed to confront
him about his behavior towards me, but I hesitated.
I tend to feel overpowered
by men and this guy is 2 heads taller than me and really mouthy. And honestly was
it really that bad that he kept hiding from me?
Then I decided, yes it was, if he felt the
need to hide from a friend then that made me a bad friend and if I didn’t confront
him now, then when?
I asked him to come outside with me and
talk. We had a long talk… Some stories don’t end well for everybody involved. Please, count your blessings.
After talking
with Giorgio he introduced me to a friend of his. I forgot his name. We were
talking and came to the subject of my girls being twins. He told me that he has
an identical twin brother. So I said "So basically no one should be able to tell the
two of you apart."
I looked at him
and said "Does your brother have that same thing on his eyelid?" He
asked if I meant the cyst and he told me no. He had had it for a couple of
months now and he had been tempted to get rid of it by himself.
After we
finished our drinks the three of us walked out together. In front of the bar we
said our goodbyes; he looked at me and said: "I'm really annoyed that you
remarked the cyst."
I looked up at
him, made an almost French hand gesture and said in my unusual blunt way:
"Don't be, you should be happy that I actually looked into your eyes."
...
Of course I should have said: "I saw you. Isn’t that what really matters?"
And let’s be honest. Isn’t it?
Don’t we all need to
be seen sometimes instead of being merely looked at? I know for sure that I do…
