I am a giant *******
Ok, so one of the girls that I work with comes up to my desk, and says "hey, come with me, Ross, who you know, is in an edit session with me, and he'd like to say 'hi'".
I'm wracking my brain to come up with Ross... Ross...
Now I'm in the edit suite, talking with Ross, and I know I know his voice, but I don't know who it is.
The girl asks how we know each other, and he says "through a friend..." and he looks at me and says... "you don't know who, do you?"
And I don't. I apologize, and make excuses like "I meet so many people all the time in work, etc." Then he says "Aurora." Aurora is my old neighbour and best friend who died a year ago from breast cancer. I've only met Ross twice... once when Aurora was moving and once at her memorial. Of course I know Ross. Frig.
But I feel like SUCH AN ASSHOLE. I feel really terrible. I told him as much, but I still have this lingering pit in my stomach.
Sheeeeeit.
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"WEMF is...." and I can't remember the rest because I didn't write it down.
- Blackness at WEMF 2007
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