That’s nobody’s business but the Turks
My co-worker D– was organizing a departmental social at a Turkish food and music extravaganza, and she sent out an email to all members of our department and members of our ancillary department (ie, people we like).
When I saw her, she stopped me and said “Felix, YOU haven’t responded.”
“To what?” I asked.
“Are you coming out Saturday night?”
I thought about it and almost laughed. I thought it was pretty much a given that I wouldn’t leave the house on a Saturday night, but I thought about it.
“Kinda busy.”
“YOU need to leave the house.” She’s always so good about emphasizing the person she’s talking to.
“But I’m socializing that night!”
“Ok, Felix. Online friends aren’t real friends.”
“But, but…”
“They’re not.”
But I think they had fun at the Turkish place without me. Something about dancing around a stripper pole or something.
On second thought, maybe I should have gone.
felixnation :: Feb.13.2007 :: Conversations, Hermit Cave, The Coal Mine, coworkers, friends, strangers :: No Comments »