sinking feeling deep inside. He was caught in a weird position of not wanting this date to end any time soon because he was having such a great time and wanting to break every traffic law he could just so he could get home as fast as possible and see what was on those damn videos.
They might have even been nothing. That was wishful thinking at best. He knew that but he was so scared he was grasping at every possible straw he could to make himself feel better.
“Do you remember the homecoming of your senior year?” Teri asked.
Bill shook himself away from his deep thoughts. “What? Oh, yea. I remember. That was a wild night!”
“Yea. I was only in the eighth grade, but when you showed up at our door to pick up Buzz with your date I was so jealous. I wanted to be that girl so badly and I wanted to punch her in the face,” Teri confided with a smile.
“That is funny. Her name was Sherri Francis. We dated most of that month and then decided to just be friends. I was pretty sure she was already friends with too many other guys,” Bill said. He took another swig of his beer and relaxed a bit, thankful for the distraction.
“Did you know I used to have a crush on you?” Teri asked.
“What do you mean used to?” Bill joked.
Teri laughed. “Little girls have crushes. I have matured way past that,” Teri said.
“I can definitely see that,” Bill flirted with a wink. He wasn’t sure where his debonair charming side was coming from tonight but he was glad it was there. It was boggling his mind a little how well he was compartmentalizing everything and letting go of the insanity in his life right then so he could focus on just being there and enjoying his evening with Teri.
Of course he was not sure how much was just separating things in his mind and how much was just pretending that the elephant in the room was not really there. He found himself glancing at his watch nervously every few seconds. Once he was aware of this he then began to consciously pretend that he was not glancing at his watch so that Teri did not see it. It would be a tragedy if she got the wrong idea and thought that he was not enjoying himself there when he clearly was.
“So, what is it like being your own boss?” Teri asked.
“Well, it is really the dream thing for me. I’ve always wanted to work with wood ever since I was a kid and when the opportunity came for me to take this chance I jumped at it. It’s just the only thing I’ve ever really wanted to do. I think it’s important to find what you are truly passionate about and try to make a living from it. Otherwise your life and your contribution to the world will be very small.”
Bill took another drink of his beer and marveled at how philosophical he had just sounded. He had no idea where that came from and he doubted that he could reproduce what he had just said. He had never really thought about it that way before, but now that he said it he realized that he was completely right with the way that he felt.
“What is it like being a rehabilitation nurse?” Bill asked. He was actually very interested in finding out exactly how she had arrived at that career choice.
“Well, I had initially wanted to be a doctor, but I decided that I was more cut out for nursing, especially rehab. I love working one on one with people and seeing their progress grow day by day. If I was a doctor I would not really be able to do that or see that. Being a doctor just makes everything so impersonal I feel. I love what I do now, even though it has a lot less prestige and of course a lot less money.”
“That’s beautiful. I never would have thought you would go into a career like this or that you would be so awesome at it. From what I remember you were always a great athlete and a bit of a tomboy who cared more about practicing your jump shot than you did studying for tomorrow’s Algebra test.”
“Well, everybody changes. Apparently I grew up when you weren’t looking.”
“Yes, I’ll
They might have even been nothing. That was wishful thinking at best. He knew that but he was so scared he was grasping at every possible straw he could to make himself feel better.
“Do you remember the homecoming of your senior year?” Teri asked.
Bill shook himself away from his deep thoughts. “What? Oh, yea. I remember. That was a wild night!”
“Yea. I was only in the eighth grade, but when you showed up at our door to pick up Buzz with your date I was so jealous. I wanted to be that girl so badly and I wanted to punch her in the face,” Teri confided with a smile.
“That is funny. Her name was Sherri Francis. We dated most of that month and then decided to just be friends. I was pretty sure she was already friends with too many other guys,” Bill said. He took another swig of his beer and relaxed a bit, thankful for the distraction.
“Did you know I used to have a crush on you?” Teri asked.
“What do you mean used to?” Bill joked.
Teri laughed. “Little girls have crushes. I have matured way past that,” Teri said.
“I can definitely see that,” Bill flirted with a wink. He wasn’t sure where his debonair charming side was coming from tonight but he was glad it was there. It was boggling his mind a little how well he was compartmentalizing everything and letting go of the insanity in his life right then so he could focus on just being there and enjoying his evening with Teri.
Of course he was not sure how much was just separating things in his mind and how much was just pretending that the elephant in the room was not really there. He found himself glancing at his watch nervously every few seconds. Once he was aware of this he then began to consciously pretend that he was not glancing at his watch so that Teri did not see it. It would be a tragedy if she got the wrong idea and thought that he was not enjoying himself there when he clearly was.
“So, what is it like being your own boss?” Teri asked.
“Well, it is really the dream thing for me. I’ve always wanted to work with wood ever since I was a kid and when the opportunity came for me to take this chance I jumped at it. It’s just the only thing I’ve ever really wanted to do. I think it’s important to find what you are truly passionate about and try to make a living from it. Otherwise your life and your contribution to the world will be very small.”
Bill took another drink of his beer and marveled at how philosophical he had just sounded. He had no idea where that came from and he doubted that he could reproduce what he had just said. He had never really thought about it that way before, but now that he said it he realized that he was completely right with the way that he felt.
“What is it like being a rehabilitation nurse?” Bill asked. He was actually very interested in finding out exactly how she had arrived at that career choice.
“Well, I had initially wanted to be a doctor, but I decided that I was more cut out for nursing, especially rehab. I love working one on one with people and seeing their progress grow day by day. If I was a doctor I would not really be able to do that or see that. Being a doctor just makes everything so impersonal I feel. I love what I do now, even though it has a lot less prestige and of course a lot less money.”
“That’s beautiful. I never would have thought you would go into a career like this or that you would be so awesome at it. From what I remember you were always a great athlete and a bit of a tomboy who cared more about practicing your jump shot than you did studying for tomorrow’s Algebra test.”
“Well, everybody changes. Apparently I grew up when you weren’t looking.”
“Yes, I’ll
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