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Friday, June 08, 2007

 
I was sitting in the basement of Union House at lunch one day, and I was waiting. And I had gone done deliberately because I had seen someone I knew walk down the stairs to go the the toilet. I was with two other friends at the time, blustered some excuse ("sorry girls, I have to go to the loo") and ran down the stairs. I sat and waited for a long time, but the person did not come out. Oh, to know someone and yet not know someone! Sheryl came down the stairs, surprised to see me sitting down at the table.

"Have you gone to the toilet already?"
"Yes," I said flushing with embarassment. "I just saw someone I know go into the toilet, and I'm just waiting here to say hi."
"Oh ok," she says, then goes into the women's toilet.

So there I sit, feeling foolish and stupid and embarassed for being caught flat-out lying. I shake my head, hoist my bag up, getting ready to walk up the stairs and out the south entrance.

Then lo, out he comes, and we're both equally startled to see each other. For a microseconds neither of us react. He hesitates, so do I, but after a long pause we exchange smiles. And off he goes, up the stairs once more, and I sit right back down on the chair.
Sheryl comes out of the toilet now, and I smile at her and say, "Boy, I could really go for some of that fish pita right now."

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