I think, therefore I harm
We are September 20th. Usually, this should have been a cold day. It isn’t. We had 27 Celcius today, while it should have been closer to 10. Do I complain? God no. I’m happy. Today was a real sunny summer day. Not too hot, not too humid. Not a typical Québec summer day, but the kind of summer day I’d take all year round. Like most Fridays, I was done working well before noon. So I just spent an entire afternoon doing absolutely nothing constructive, but it has been one of the best afternoon I have had in quite a long time.
We were just beginning the day that most of my employees expressed their wish to be deposited at Crémazie metro station, a station to the north of the city, opposite to where I live. Fine, it suits me, it gives me an excuse. One of them didn’t like the idea, so I suggested that I could bring him right to his house, this was the excuse.
See, Mathieu is the Mélissa’s boyfriend, and Mélissa is the only person that I currently call my best friend. Actually, she is close to be the only person I could call a friend. I met her a few years ago, shortly after I was transferred here in the big city. She happened to be the cute girl that had a personality that I liked. I remember that back then, I asked my boss to keep her as a member of my team after only one day. Yes, I had an eye on her, and I told her recently. But things didn’t get into that direction. Over the following months, we both had an eye on each other. I know, because I recently had a conversation with her about this. Mostly everyone thought we were going out together. But at one point, we independantly decided to just be friends. That too I know because we told each other. So Mélissa became my best friend, and according to her I am also her best friend. Years went away, but friendship remained.
Initially, I was assigned the task to train her as a team leader. The boss that gave me that task was later fired, and the later boss didn’t have the same idea. But I nevertheless completed my task. I taught her everything she needed to know, and I assisted her during her driving lessons. At the end, she was ready, but the new boss didn’t consider her. After a while, she just gave up the job and went a new road. I lost track of her for a short while.
She met a guy and got pregnant. Then, things turned out very wrong. The baby decided to discover the world three months before term. He almost lost his life, and almost killed his mother in the process. She remained in a coma for a few days, and they both remained at the hospital for several months, during which I had no clue about their existence. Until she came out, at which point she finally contacted me again. Soon after, she decided to come back and work with us again. Very soon, the boss asked her to be a team leader, as one had to quit unexpectedly, which she obviously accepted. After all, I had trained her for that very position.
After her return, I was at her place about once a week. Every little event of life was a good reason to see each other. For I recently noticed the summer went by and we had not seen each other off work. When Mathieu showed his dissagreement to be left at Crémazie metro station, there was the excuse I needed. Well, Mathieu, I’m going to get you right to your apartment, and thus I will have a chance to see Mélissa off work. It’s obviously not how it was presented, but it was still obvious that it was the reason. I knew from the beginning that I wouldn’t be there for very long as they had planned a getaway weekend. A really nice decision considering the beautiful September that we are going through. But one hour was one hour. And it was well spent on her bacony. We almost didn’t talk about job. How could three coworkers talk about anything not job related? Well, I think we did a good job.
Back home, I had only one idea. Get to the convenience store to get some beer. The weekend before me is forecast to be beautiful (maybe a little rain, but mostly hot), and I have no son, no friend, to spend it with. Maybe Dianda will want to speak with me, but I have still not found my mic that I have lost track of since I moved in July. What else to do than drink some beer? So I went and grabbed a 12-pack of Sapporo (a beer that is heated up by two dragons). Back home, my neighboor was out, on the balcony. “Do you work tonight?”, I asked, no he said. “Did you recently subscribed with the Alcohol Anonymous?” No. “Do you have any reason not to accept this bottle?” He laughed and grabbed it. We spent the rest of the afternoon there, drinking beer and smoking cigarettes, on the balcony, in the sun. I left my door open so my cats occasionally came to see us. My neighboor is not the kind of person I would normally have befriended. He is much older than me, in his 50s, and obviously an alcoholic. He has nothing interesting to say. But he is still a nice person, and I had decided from the moment I moved here that I would be friend with my neighboor. After all, we share a balcony. We drank beer for the rest of the afternoon, talking about things that would be totally uninteresting to any outsider. Actually, totally uninteresting to even us. And than came the night, which reminded us that we were still in September, and temperature drops rather quickly after the sun sets.
So was this post interesting? Definitely not. I wrote it because I spent the day thinking about what I could post. I really want to dedicate time to my blog again, I just don’t know what to write about. Any idea? Anything that you want me to post my opinion about? Tell me in the comments below. Just want to have a chat? Comments below. Want to share gardening tips, or a cocktail recipe? Well, the comments area at Heretherebespiders, I don’t really like gardening or cocktails. So why did I post it? Well, I’m just happy. Had a good day at work, had a good day on balconies, and mostly because I am drunk. Also, because I wanted to post something. Oh, two personal posts in the same month, how nice is it? I never talk about myself, so here is your time.
I’m done rolling my joint, so now it the time to click Publish. No, I’m not going to read myself again. I’m not going to post a feature picture neither because there is a chance that I become sober again by the time I find one, at wish point his is not going to get posted. (Will probably regret this in the morning…. have a good day :)))))