The plane landed in Philly. My luggage greeted me at the carousel. My dream was just a dream and not a psychic vision of events to come.
I can’t tell you how nice it is coming back to a clean room and bathroom. I really hope I can keep this up. Considering I am home for quite awhile, it shouldn’t be hard for the short term.
Yesterday, the consultant brought in Italian cookies for my group. They were so good! I then bought pizzas for lunch. I couldn’t let him one-up me could I? The pizzas weren’t very good. Definitely not Delorenzo-quality.
In the plane last night I overheard this conversation:
“So you love to eat, huh?”
“OH YEAH! It’s one of my 2 favorite things in the whole world: eat, talk, and sell.”
As I was leaving the office, I said goodbye to everyone. The one fellow who has made my life very difficult got up out of his chair and gave me a hug. At first I thought, how nice! But then the hug WOULD NOT END. He had me in a vise-grip! After the 3-second count that most hugs last, I released the tension in my body as a sign to let me go. BUT HE DIDN’T. He held me there in this weird hug for at least 5-10 mississippis. Finally he let me go and wished me Merry Christmas. I tried to remain nonchalant about the hug as I semi-runned away.
I had a similar situtation. I go to a dance studio and there are some dancers that really enjoy dancing with me. One is a 17 y/o girl, this last Wednesday she game me something like a 10-s hug. With my fiancee there…. It was kinda uncomfortable. Of course Wendy had to really tease me that I had my own teenage crush! Ha ha ha.
Well, I do hope you’ve recovered from the “HUG”, i’m pretty sure he was just thankful of your help throughout the year. I’m pretty sure you have saved his hide on more than one occasion without knowing it. Have a good holiday and don’t work too hard.
-Jason