Hey
Hey. What’s up.
[now we have the 10 minutes ultimate ice-breaking boring conversation]
[and on the 11-th minute]
I am getting married.
… ok… do I have the feeling it was supposed to sound like a “by the way” line, and you totally blew it?
Uhm. …
Of course.
It’s… uhm…
For your birthday this year, I wish you that you fell in love with her.
You think I am not in love with her?
Of course you are. You are getting married, I am sure you are in love. Are you?
… I [big pause] well [smaller pause] I [regular pause] Yes.
Good.
What?
Yeah, that’s exactly what I have been thinking for the last 2 minutes – What?
Why?
Why not? Yes it’s strange for me too. That you came to excuse yourself for getting married.
What?
What came out of your mouth looks like “I am getting married”, but sounds like “I’m sorry”.
[a blank stare]
And thanks for the invitation, but no need to say it, you know I will not attend. That’s why you wanted to invite me in the first place.
[a blank stare]
And of course we will stay in touch. How can we not! Sure, from now on… it will all resemble a business meeting in desperate need of cancellation… but what the hell.
[a blank stare]
Now I know why they say you have the most interesting conversations with yourself.
[a blank stare]
There. You see. How come you are here?
… I took the wrong turn on the highway out of Berlin.
… and… after a few countries you ended in Sofia? This is the point when we start the dialogue all over again.
Are you fucking crazy?!
… you tell me who Crazy is, I tell you if I’m fucking him
God! What’s gotten into you?
[a blank stare]
Well?
… Did you just call me God.
T h e E n d
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