Tuesday, February 5, 2008

Cornered

I've just been cornered by an angry German (?) singer who is mad that rehearsals were canceled for the caucuses. I stood there with key and cello in hand, trying to unlock the office door and back away from her simultaneously. It was tricky and involved my cello being used as a doorstop while I pretended to understand what she was saying (big, big accent for my little, little ears). I made enough non-committal sounds that must have been vaguely pacifying because she moped off and let me move on with my evening.

I read in a book once (I think it was called Blink and it talked about how quickly people make first impressions) about how certain types of people will always be approachable. These are the people you stop and ask directions, or if you can sit by them on the bus, or if they are using the extra chair at their table and so on. These approachable people have little in common other than they are approachable, be they hippie, punk, biker, goth kid, etc. I am an approachable person and I am often cornered by angry German singers. More than should be statistically possible.

An Erinku:
phone pad
listing numbers
do I
care to call back?

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