(Pictured are myself and Traci. This is in Boston where she of course, made all travel arrangements, and paid for my ticket. What?! I didn't have a job at the time)
Since I am old-er I have trained myself to memorize information regarding soirees to a close degree of accuracy. I almost always get the date correct, arrive within plus or minus 30 minutes to start time and can recall the location within a three block radius. Therefore, I have needed Traci's help less and less as the years have passed but occasionally am saved by her incomprehensible ability to plan, organize and regurgitate data that, I swear, was stolen from my hand. I hope to one day return the gesture she has so kindly offered to me a million times.
Sometimes I am invited to a function by a social circle that has not the privilege of knowing Traci. And I, finding myself in need of logistical info, wonder if she still might know where I am supposed to be. I am in such a situation tonight. Knowing that even this Super Woman does not know the answer, I turn to other sources, like the focal point of this evening. IT happens to be her birthday, and is just as unreliable as myself.
(Pictured below is Stephanie Doyle in a fantastic attempt to snowboard)
(This is what she looks like, with a helmet on)
I have called her twice and sent a text message (5 minutes before the party is to start) and still no response. What?! Am I left to getting on-line and finding the original invitation?! Work?! THEN! The phone rings, lo and behold, the caller ID reads "Steph Doyle" and I answer with excitement,
*"Birthday Girl?! What is wrong with you? You know I need help getting to your place?"
*This is not the birthday girl, it's Aly!"
The conversation went on but I got stuck in the humorous thoughts that a) Steph is just like me and has someone else dealing with the awful boringness of flat information and b) Once again, I am saved from my annoying habit of zero preparation.
Each of you at one point has aided, or enabled, me in such a situation. I thank you.
(Among many other talents, Steph is also an artist, and felt this represented the lonliness that metals must feel)
3 comments:
haaa ha. you kill me with humor.
HA HA! I am laughing so hard... mostly because I totally relate and because its so true! Its been a long time (too long) since we've had any great adventures together - where we have to hitchhike, makeshift snowboard/sled, deal with cancer, or party with people we don't know... YOU ARE SUCH A 9. Thanks for your friendshipness.
If only I could remember where I am supposed to be all the time! All of this remembering for you is robbing me of my memory! :) I will for as long as I can still remind you of dates and times! Love you!
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