Do I Recognize You? Maybe Not? Should I STFU?
Last Friday I was at a bar with some friends when “Neal” joined us. He brought his lady friend who I immediately recognized. Now this is landmark for me. I rarely remember people. But I knew I had seen her before. And I assumed I must have seen her with “Neal” the last time we hung out.
So I said as much after Neal and “Mindy” sat down with us.
Me: “Hey, how are you? It’s nice to see you again.”
Mindy: “Oh, have we met before?”
Here was my chance to just say, “Oh, el oh el, probably not. Jay kay. I’m Cazey.” Instead, I persisted in my ignorant ways and said, “Yeah, I think you were with Neal last time I saw him.”
Neal looked at me.
“Yeah,” I went on, driving straight off the exit ramp. “You were with a girl, I’m pretty sure it was Mindy.”
“Where were we?” Neal asked.
Our other friend, Jo, butted in: “I don’t think you’ve met her before.”
Me: *ignorance accelerates* “We were at that rooftop bar, oh, what is it called…”
Jo: “Quirk?”
Neal: “Kabana?”
Me: “No, it’s in the Fan.”
Mindy: “I’m trying to think…”
Jo: *repeats* “I don’t think you’ve met Mindy before.”
Me: *beginning to catch on* “You’re right. Maybe we haven’t. I’m making this up.”
I was no longer so certain I had met Mindy, but I was damned certain Neal had had a girl with him last time we hung out, and we had been at a bar on a rooftop with lights strung overhead, and damn it, it had been a girl that looked like Mindy. But maybe it wasn’t Mindy. And maybe Neal and Mindy had just started dating, or this was his main chick, and that had been his side chick, and why did I keep talking?
Jo: “Yeah, I don’t think so….”
I interpreted Jo’s eyes to be saying, “STFU, Cazey.”
Neal: “Do you mean Postbellum? That rooftop?”
Me: “Yeah, that’s it!”
Mindy: “Wait, I was there!”
Neal: “Yeah, she was! She met up with us.”
Jo: “Oh my gosh, you have such a good memory, Cazey!”
Mindy: “So you’re right, we did meet.”
LOL.
Me: “Okay, good, I’m not crazy. I was beginning to worry…maybe it hadn’t been you…maybe I was making things awkward and you had brought a different girl three weeks ago…”
STFU, Cazey.
Neal laughed. “No, it was Mindy.”
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