Friday
What happens when girls come together?! A lot of talking gets done. One of my colleagues invited me at hers. We got down to pasta and proseco with a taste of office gossip. We moved on to more interesting topics like boyfriends and relationships, advanced to image and improvements, with a touch of housing and decorations. We got again back to love and relationships and somehow got to families, contraceptives, children and going out. Happiness is debated and how magical it is. Can’t give the details though, the woman would sue me. She’ll be turning into a piranha and I’ll be the innocent child swimming in the clear waters.. All I can say is a bottle of proseco is good enough to pull up stories of a lifetime ;)
Another day, another girl. You womanizers should be eating your hear out! We walk around trading-yourself stands at the RAI. I find no one to sell my soul to. The company people monologue around me, I think I want to be a freelancer once the crisis is over. Is it going to be over soon, btw?! It was supposed to be funnier, people experimenting all the crazy stuff, like during war. You-never-know-when-you’re-going-to-die kind of mentality. But no, it’s actually alienating people – scared not to lose their jobs, they sit quietly in front of their computer and wait for hours before they spend 5 minutes at coffee. Get a life, you Armagedon kamikaze!! Soon I’ll be greeting zombies at the lift. I care too much about my skin to be able to unrecognizably work my ass off.
Had Belgian beer and some digestible food at a bar around the corner. The waitress was flirting with my ballerina. Get a life, bi’ha! I get a ride home and we call it off for the day. I’m getting in the housewife housy mood and deliberately spend my day in the kitchen. Food responds accordingly. I’m patting myself on the back.
Attempted to go to sleep early.
Sunday
Yes, I’m meeting yet another mermaid, different city. Gigi’s in NL so go to Arnhem to see her. We’re doing our talks while checking out the closed shops, damned them be!! We shall return for the goodies some other day, shall it be. As per usual, we’re discussing the stories of our lives. I’m not particularly enjoying the mature us with housing, real estate and mortgages stories, but can’t help them. We dig an eating bar in the center and get good food. We discover at some point that we’re the only clients left with the waiters at a decent time. We decide that’s no big city. We hug the hasta luego and swear to see each other some more. Yay!
Yes, I’m meeting yet another mermaid, different city. Gigi’s in NL so go to Arnhem to see her. We’re doing our talks while checking out the closed shops, damned them be!! We shall return for the goodies some other day, shall it be. As per usual, we’re discussing the stories of our lives. I’m not particularly enjoying the mature us with housing, real estate and mortgages stories, but can’t help them. We dig an eating bar in the center and get good food. We discover at some point that we’re the only clients left with the waiters at a decent time. We decide that’s no big city. We hug the hasta luego and swear to see each other some more. Yay!
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