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On our recent trip, our first stop was a party in Georgia to celebrate my grad school friend Will's wedding. Will's wife and her family seem to be great people; it was neat to get to know them, however briefly. (I'm just sorry I didn't have the chance to meet her late father, who must have been right up my alley: he was known for weird antics like arriving at a restaurant wearing a cape and carrying a candelabra, which would adorn his table during dinner. Even if the restaurant was Burger King.)
During dinner, Kim and I ate with some friends of Will's, our friend Mark (whom we'd only seen once(?) since grad school), and Will's sister Jane. Jane was excited to hear that we'd be driving not far from her home in Vermont in a few days, so she jotted down her contact info in case we wanted to stop by. As she handed it to me I started laughing, much to the confusion of everyone else. I had to explain, "This is the first time in my life that a girl has ever given me her phone number scribbled on a napkin." That got her laughing as well: "It's my first time, too!"
I hope she wasn't too disappointed that our schedule didn't take us to her neighborhood after all. :)
During dinner, Kim and I ate with some friends of Will's, our friend Mark (whom we'd only seen once(?) since grad school), and Will's sister Jane. Jane was excited to hear that we'd be driving not far from her home in Vermont in a few days, so she jotted down her contact info in case we wanted to stop by. As she handed it to me I started laughing, much to the confusion of everyone else. I had to explain, "This is the first time in my life that a girl has ever given me her phone number scribbled on a napkin." That got her laughing as well: "It's my first time, too!"
I hope she wasn't too disappointed that our schedule didn't take us to her neighborhood after all. :)