Restaurant Dinner Date

Ring! Ring! Oh no, what am I gonna do? Theresa's calling me.

Okay, calm down! Take a deep breath, then answer. She just wants to talk with you for a while. Chill! Just...relax!

"Hello, Theresa! How are ...?"

"Sorry, Alexi. I can't talk for long. I only have 5-minutes.

Our magazine is so hectic right now. Anyway, I wanted to ask

you to have dinner this Saturday.

I really want to hang out. Is that okay?"

"Yeah! Yes, um...no problem."

"Alright. I'll text you the details later. Bye!"

Theresa hangs up the phone.

I must prepare...my notes, that is, my notes. I can't risk boring her when we're at the restaurant.

Internet, here I come!

I arrive at the restaurant, too early, because I'm nervous - 30 minutes too early.

Having waited nearly an hour, thereafter, revising my notes, looking up occasionally to see when she would come walking through the door.

I muster up my courage.

I call her.

"H-hi Theresa! Um...we were supposed to have a dinner date. Are you on your way?" I ask.

"Oh, hey...Alexi. So sorry but can we reschedule to next Saturday? My boss called me a while ago...told me to pack, we have to visit Paris for business so I'm on my way there right now. I'm at the airport. Please forgive me, okay? Again, I'm sorry but I gotta go. Bye!"

That's the end of the call but I'm not complaining, neither am I mad. Her business is her life. I know this. Besides that, this gives me a chance to review my notes over the course of this week. I might even be able to do some more research so, it's all good. It sure is hard work being an introvert.