PATHETIC SCENARIO 17th JANUARY 2025

Sitting on stone bench- smoking with extreme accuracy my adored cigarette.

Mild wind, not paying attention to the already noticed area- small groceries bag- an ecological elegant one.

Overheard something unusual, two people, a man and a woman sitting to my left:

Man: My name is John

Woman: Ah Joshua

Man: No, John, not Joshua

Woman: Yes, I know Joshua

Man: I said that my NAME is JOHN, not Joshua.

Woman: Not important, John, Joshua, Paul, George, what is important we met after chatting for weeks.

Man: Are you happy Lia?

Woman: I am not Lia.

(Me still smoking, overhearing the impossible)

Man: Really? Who are you?

Woman: We are at last dating today without knowing who we are

Man: Please Lia or whatever… or whoever, please call me LOVE?

( I could not stand that  longer, stood up and went to the bus stop, to catch  it ).

I was still wondering how they managed to meet, with NUMBERS  they finally met.

Still dreaming Young Man, blond,tall who said ‘’I am sorry’’ looking at me in a shop,2 hours earlier.

With a half stupefied expression on his face: ‘’How long does it take to this woman to choose the right one, reading all ingredients, shampoos- smells- pros and cons- country of production and manufacturing-discovery of a Dublin fraud product meant for different kind of hair, coloured and treated dry and damaged, oily, …. with exactly the same ingredients. A FRAUD. I chose the right one for 2 weeks, I might probably cheat him with another! Looking at labels, ingredients and so on and so forth! And most and foremost PRICE.

‘’Sorry the young man said, next to me- ‘’Please do not say sorry’ ’I said, ‘’you are so good looking, amazing, are you engaged?

We are so engaged! 

Call me LOVE, call me NO!