Story IV – The Mobile Phone

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Yes or No? Shall I keep the phone in case she calls again? – He asked himself.

It all started this morning on the bus, on his way to work. After a few stops the man sitting next to him got up and left. Marc didn’t notice until a few seconds later that the man had forgotten his phone on the bus.

It was too late now to ask the bus driver to stop and look for the guy to give him his mobile back, so he decided he would drop the phone at the next Police Station on his way to work. It was a good idea, in case the guy came looking for it.

Marc put the phone on his pocket, grabbed his bag and got off the bus.

After a few minutes he noticed a phone ringing. It took him a good few seconds to realise that it was this “other phone” in his pocket. He chose not to pick it up; after all it wasn’t his phone. But it started ringing again.

Then he thought that it might be the owner trying to find his phone so he decided to answer the call.

  • ‘Hello’ – Mark said but none said anything – ‘Hello?’ – Mark insisted
  • ‘Why did you do that?’ – A woman said on the other side of the phone – ‘I would have never done that to you’
  • ‘Hello, look I don’t know who you are but I am not who you think that I am, I just found this phone on the bus’ – Mark said quickly trying to explain the situation.
  • ‘If you don’t tell me that you love me now … I will kill myself’ – She said while crying.
  • ‘Hey look, I don’t know what it is happening but it is Mark here and I don’t know you. If you can let me know who is the owner of this phone, I will get this phone back to him and you will be able to reach him’ – Marc reassured her.
  • ‘I should have never trusted you’ – Her crying was quieter now – ‘But I can’t go on like this’

Mark thought of her, how vulnerable and sad she sounded. He knew she was beautiful, but not only because of the guy whose phone he was using was very handsome too; it was her voice, there was something he couldn’t explain but he was sure.

She was calling at 8:30 in the morning and she sounded so hurt. Probably she had been crying all night.

  • ‘Say it’ – She whispered
  • ‘Please’ – She begged quietly.

Mark did the only thing he could think of:

  • ‘I love you’ – He said to her

After a few seconds of silence she hung up the phone.

Story II – It isn’t mutual if he doesn’t find out

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– Hi Eric, how are you?

– OMG Martha, you wouldn’t believe what a bad day I am having!! I should have never left the bed this morning

– I am sure it is not too bad. Come on, tell me about it.

– Last night I went out with Marc to this new trendy bar in Soho

– So you went out last night?! But it was Tuesday..

– Focus Martha! And I met this girl. You wouldn’t believe how attractive she was.

– You met someone last night? Wait! Are you sure you want to meet someone who also goes out on a Tuesday?

– After buying my way with a few jokes and stories, she ended up leaving with me.

– And she went home with you?

– Why are you repeating everything I am saying?

– Sorry…

– She stayed at my place all night and it was brilliant – Really amazing!

– Oohh

– But you wouldn’t guess my bad luck, do you remember I was hoping to get a promotion now that Lucas was leaving the agency? Well, the director decided it would be better to bring someone new, with fresh ideas. Can you imagine who it is?

– Did you prepare breakfast for her?

– What? Whats the matter with you today? Focus please

– Of course, continue.

– Isobel, the girl from last night, she is my new manager! Can you imagine? And the worst thing is that I actually really like her. Help me Martha, what can I do? I want to keep seeing her but I want her job

– Why should I know what to do?

– Well, you always get what you want.

– Do I? Do I really Eric?

– Of course you do! You have a great job that you love and people respect you. And the only reason why you have no partner at the moment is because you don’t want to.

– What? Is it really what you think? As a friend you really suck… You could know me better if you wanted, but that is not the case, is it?

– Martha, I am lost here..

– Of course you are

– So are you going to help me or not?

She got up and left.

And suddenly this morning hailed

Raining

That there are only 2 more working days till Estern- I know it
That there are only 2 nights left till HE is back- I know it
That the weather in Dublin changes every 5 minutes- I know it…..But who would have thought today that it would be sunny in Dublin and a minute later hailing too? It would have been wonderfull if I hadnt been out on the street without umbrella (hail can hurt….)

And HE will be back for Easter and I want to do something special, so I thought, why not a romantic dinner? Because I believe that you cook for people you love, someone you want to love, or for that person you don’t know yet if you will love. But I am not a good cook, actually I am quite bad, and what is worse…. I don’t like it! but I love eating…. complicated. And HE knows all this, so the other day went to a bookshop looking for an English Style Cookbook (for Spanish recipes I can always call my mum) and, I have to confess that I panicked in the shop!! So many options and no idea which one was good (plus they are quite expensive)  and I couldn’t choose what to buy:

  • Recipes for beginners ???? Something like Sandwich + Coke??
  • 1000 easy recipes … Easy??? Really? Maybe once you find the 100 ingredients that you will need..
  • 1000 recipes when it’s just you (how cruel!!)
  • Grandmother’s recipes… I can’t associate that with “romantic and sexy dinner”
  • And then the other section, the ones “signed” by Tv or Movie stars …. dont know…

So I left without any book. I did some research in cookbooks and… I decided to use internet instead. Let’s see how It goes. I guess I am just worry that everything could be a disaster!! You can plan it all:

  • After work directly home
  • Put the ingredients in the oven like in the recipe… easy.
  • Run to the shower to have the whole session: scrub, special gel, mask for your face and your hair, body milk, make up, your hair…you look great! Everything will be perfect 🙂
  • Open the oven to check on the fish… it looks a bit dried so you add some wine…. and suddenly the oven seems on fire, all the smoke in the apartment and you look like a mess….

Just in case I have bought a lot of wine 😉

The trick is to keep breathing!

Just Keep Breathing

What a pain, literally!!! Still no job for me in London!!! so I keep on looking, but when you are a bit down coz you can’t find anything, your optimism and your energy are very very low … How come in such a big city there isn’t a job for me?  Ohhh Patience, something will come up (that’s what i say to myself and so do my friends)

At least in the meantime I have been on holidays!! Great and very happy time in the sun! Enjoying seven days in a row of sun, sleep, beach, cocktails and HIM (that was the best part!!) The place we went on holiday seemed to have another day to day speed, local people didn’t look stress or seem to be in a hurry, everyone looked happy and relaxed! I don’t like how my work stresses me, how missing HIM makes me sad or not finding a new job can make me feel that I am not good enough. Whatever happens, the trick is to keep breathing 🙂 Tomorrow things will be better!!!

OK, now back to “Look for a new job” for me.

The airport, The plane and the Human Behaviour

It is a fact that flying is not my favourite thing  … I don’t know why I don’t like it, It could be …maybe… because I am afraid of heights???? But I do it, I actually fly quite a lot! First of all because I live in an island (Ireland) so to go anywhere for holidays, visit family/friends, some job interviews over in London (the last one is quite rare….) I need to take a plane. But the most important reason why I am flying a lot lately is to go over to England to visit HIM (and there is no way my fear to fly will stop me!!)

Airports, normally I am on my own so I have time to walk around, see all the shops (and end up buying something even when I promised myself that I would never do it again!!) and sit around and stare at people. I have this useless talent to be able to stare at people for hours trying to figure them out. OK, I will explain what kind of “airport” person I am: trainers (even if they don’t match my clothes) comfortable clothes, a ponytail, jumpers (as I am always freezing on the planes) my books and chocolate. So I normally admire girls that prepare themselves to take a plane (like high heals, make up, sandals, sexy clothes….) because I can’t do that.

And after an hour flight, you land feeling all bloated, your hair is a mess and you struggle to collect all your little things on the plane (always a waste of space in your bag as you know that in a 50 minutes flight you won’t be able to read the book, the magazines, listen to music and do some crosswords) but you would take them with you anyway. And then you think: I haven’t seen HIM for 2 weeks!! So you run to the nearest toilet, and try to make sure you look your best!! I am not a make up person, but in those moments I regret it!! so you just refresh your face and go to meet HIM!

And then, when you see HIM, you drop all your stuff and run to kiss HIM!! A long perfect kiss, like in the movies …. But let’s be realistic: if you ever drop your bags two things could happen: someone steals them from you, or the security staff at the airport will make them explode (how many times can they say: please don’t leave your luggage unattended!!!??