Ohmyscience
03-28-2009, 04:27 AM
A friend of a friend has always had it in for me. I see him in the company of my friend. On occasion we all meet in a coffee shop or another. When I see him he smiles sincerely with the confidence as if I should find no fault with him. He would hold out his hand to shake mine. When our hands shake he controls the pace. He is confident that with all my strength I could not collapse his fingers and he can easily collapse mine. This is the third time I have seen him and each time he asks me what I do for a living. I have to accept his apology for forgetting. “What a prick”, I thought as I tell him what my profession was. I know he is a lawyer with his own firm. I have spent my time to remember at least he could have had the decency to do the same. I do not wish him ill only that he lose some sleep. Perhaps if I could conjure a haunting apparition and command it whisper my profession into his ears as he sleeps. This is one of those regrettable times that I wish I knew some voodoo or black magic. It’s no matter. I should not lose my sleep over his impudence. When I see him I would order my drink as fast as I could and excuse myself to more important matters elsewhere. Home is quite more important than being in the presence of someone who has it in for me.