footsteps from downstairs, I would be forced to help prepare for our dinner guests.
My phone was flashing blue on the charger telling me there was activity I hadn’t seen yet. I pressed the menu button and two emails, three texts and four upgrades were waiting to be approved. To me, there was nothing more annoying than having to download upgrades on applications I never use. It’s the providers way of ensuring phone upgrades every two years, a conspiracy at best.
I ignored the upgrades knowing it would slow down my phone making it take longer to get through my texts and emails, and chose to look at my emails first.
Email (1):
To: Dalia Middleton
From: The Toronto Skating Club
CC: Mr.& Mrs. Middleton
Thank you for joining the Toronto Skating Club! Attached is your new schedule for the fall and winter ice skating sessions. We hope you enjoy your membership!
Email (2):
To: Dalia Middleton
From: Mr. Hicks
CC: Mr.& Mrs. Middleton,
I would like to extend my warmest welcome to you as your new coach, Mr. Hicks. You can call me Mr.Hicks.
Should you have any concerns or need to discuss training sessions, please feel free to call the Toronto Skating Club’s main number and ask for the skating office. I look forward to working you hard.
Your’s truly,
Mr. Hicks.
My nerves were increasing, with every word in both emails. Holy shit this was becoming real! What did I let myself get into? I can’t skate as a pair! I’m going to smash into a thousand tiny pieces all over the ice! I’ve always enjoyed watching pairs on television and at competitions, but I never wanted to BE one. I attempted to shake off my increasing apprehension and the butterflies that were making their way up my esophagus ad-nausiem by focussing on my new texts.
Adam: Can U sneak out next Saturday?
Dalia: Sure.
Adam: I want 2 C U 4 a while. Can U do that?
Dalia: Sure! I’ll tell my parent’s I’m with Tara.
Adam: I’ll pick you @ 12 where I always drop U off.
Dalia: Sounds like a plan! What R we doing?
Adam: It’s a surprise.
Dalia: Love surprises! Tell me pls!
Adam: U have 2 wait. TTYL.
Second text:
Tara: O.M.G. I can’t believe U meet U’r new partner 2day! R U nervous? U’r going 2 tell me everything right?
Dalia: I can’t believe it either! Of course I’m nervous, but I’m not NERVOUS. I will tell U everything the 2nd they leave.
Tara: ?
Dalia: I don’t care whether Ryan likes me or not. I already hate having to hear about him ALL the time, & having 2 skate at HIS rink with HIS coach. It’s hardly fair if U ask me. I’m > nervous about the idea of me hating pairs or having 2 quit skating Bcause it’s not working out more than about meeting him.
Tara: Those R legitimate concerns. U coming over 4 Thanksgiving dinner @ my house Monday since U’rs is Sun?
Dalia: No, I made pluck with Adam next Saturday.
Tara: ?
Dalia: Plans (stupid auto correct) Can I use U as an excuse? He has something plucked.
Dalia: Planned
Tara: Shut off U’r auto correct & try dictating in2 U’r phone!
Dalia: Sure is this setter?
Dalia: For the love of God, bee!
Tara: I know what U mean. Stick with figure skating.
Dalia: TTYL
Tara: TTYL
Third Text:
9052756409: U can always have me if U get sick of him!
Dalia: Who is this?
9052756409: Carter.
Dalia: Does he Know U R texting me?
Carter: Nope, stole U’R # from Adam’s phone.
Dalia: & U’R texting me Bcause?
Carter: (mope face icon :-()), Tara’s not responding 2 my texts. Is she mad @ me?
Dalia: Nope we’ve been texting each other, she’ll respond, just give her a minute.
I went back to Tara:
Dalia: R U There?
Tara: Yup, what-sup?
Dalia: Carter’s been trying 2 text U.
Tara: Why is he texting U?
Dalia: He stole my # off Adam’s phone. He wants 2 know why U R’nt texting back.
Tara: I don’t want him 2 think I’m easy, U know, the thrill of the chase. Let him stew. Tell him I’m out.
Dalia: I can’t, I
My phone was flashing blue on the charger telling me there was activity I hadn’t seen yet. I pressed the menu button and two emails, three texts and four upgrades were waiting to be approved. To me, there was nothing more annoying than having to download upgrades on applications I never use. It’s the providers way of ensuring phone upgrades every two years, a conspiracy at best.
I ignored the upgrades knowing it would slow down my phone making it take longer to get through my texts and emails, and chose to look at my emails first.
Email (1):
To: Dalia Middleton
From: The Toronto Skating Club
CC: Mr.& Mrs. Middleton
Thank you for joining the Toronto Skating Club! Attached is your new schedule for the fall and winter ice skating sessions. We hope you enjoy your membership!
Email (2):
To: Dalia Middleton
From: Mr. Hicks
CC: Mr.& Mrs. Middleton,
I would like to extend my warmest welcome to you as your new coach, Mr. Hicks. You can call me Mr.Hicks.
Should you have any concerns or need to discuss training sessions, please feel free to call the Toronto Skating Club’s main number and ask for the skating office. I look forward to working you hard.
Your’s truly,
Mr. Hicks.
My nerves were increasing, with every word in both emails. Holy shit this was becoming real! What did I let myself get into? I can’t skate as a pair! I’m going to smash into a thousand tiny pieces all over the ice! I’ve always enjoyed watching pairs on television and at competitions, but I never wanted to BE one. I attempted to shake off my increasing apprehension and the butterflies that were making their way up my esophagus ad-nausiem by focussing on my new texts.
Adam: Can U sneak out next Saturday?
Dalia: Sure.
Adam: I want 2 C U 4 a while. Can U do that?
Dalia: Sure! I’ll tell my parent’s I’m with Tara.
Adam: I’ll pick you @ 12 where I always drop U off.
Dalia: Sounds like a plan! What R we doing?
Adam: It’s a surprise.
Dalia: Love surprises! Tell me pls!
Adam: U have 2 wait. TTYL.
Second text:
Tara: O.M.G. I can’t believe U meet U’r new partner 2day! R U nervous? U’r going 2 tell me everything right?
Dalia: I can’t believe it either! Of course I’m nervous, but I’m not NERVOUS. I will tell U everything the 2nd they leave.
Tara: ?
Dalia: I don’t care whether Ryan likes me or not. I already hate having to hear about him ALL the time, & having 2 skate at HIS rink with HIS coach. It’s hardly fair if U ask me. I’m > nervous about the idea of me hating pairs or having 2 quit skating Bcause it’s not working out more than about meeting him.
Tara: Those R legitimate concerns. U coming over 4 Thanksgiving dinner @ my house Monday since U’rs is Sun?
Dalia: No, I made pluck with Adam next Saturday.
Tara: ?
Dalia: Plans (stupid auto correct) Can I use U as an excuse? He has something plucked.
Dalia: Planned
Tara: Shut off U’r auto correct & try dictating in2 U’r phone!
Dalia: Sure is this setter?
Dalia: For the love of God, bee!
Tara: I know what U mean. Stick with figure skating.
Dalia: TTYL
Tara: TTYL
Third Text:
9052756409: U can always have me if U get sick of him!
Dalia: Who is this?
9052756409: Carter.
Dalia: Does he Know U R texting me?
Carter: Nope, stole U’R # from Adam’s phone.
Dalia: & U’R texting me Bcause?
Carter: (mope face icon :-()), Tara’s not responding 2 my texts. Is she mad @ me?
Dalia: Nope we’ve been texting each other, she’ll respond, just give her a minute.
I went back to Tara:
Dalia: R U There?
Tara: Yup, what-sup?
Dalia: Carter’s been trying 2 text U.
Tara: Why is he texting U?
Dalia: He stole my # off Adam’s phone. He wants 2 know why U R’nt texting back.
Tara: I don’t want him 2 think I’m easy, U know, the thrill of the chase. Let him stew. Tell him I’m out.
Dalia: I can’t, I
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