I believe it was queenparanoia who recently said to me, "Kruu, you have to face your fear that is pirate." I knew she was right, and I said in my last post about him that I was going to invite him to Ms. L's concert on Friday. That was almost a week ago, and as I said, I was strategically planning to call him on Monday, because I wanted to let enough time pass between the last call and this one, so he wouldn't feel like I was stalking or otherwise annoying him.
But my busy work schedule (I took on some extra classes) and the never ending search for a flat took up so much of my time and made me so tired, that I kept putting it off. (Well, okay, add to those excuses the fact that I am just a big, old chicken-shit, and you get a clear picture). So, here I was... the day before the concert, and it was now or never time. I had a million things to do, and was (am) so stressed out about not having a place to live, but I promised myself that I would call him right around the time he usually gets home from work... hopefully before he got engrossed in an online computer game.
But, of course, I was so occupied with checking the online housing ads, that that time came and went, and suddenly, it was 45 minutes later. I forced myself to pick up the phone. I hit the menu button. Scrolled to Phonebook. Stopped. Stomach churned. Pressed Phonebook. Scrolled to Pegleg's name. Stopped. Noticed sweating palms. Thought about hanging up. Pushed Call.
Ring... ring....
"Ahoj..."
"Ahoj, Pegleg?"
As before, he was pleased to hear from me, and told me that he was in transit. I was thinking that maybe he was still on the tram coming home from work, but no, he was in transit between two avatars on his computer game!
"Oh, so you're busy?"
"Yes, yes."
I prepared to hang up and wondered if I should ask him to call me when he was not busy, but he asked me, quite cheerfully, how I was doing, and I told him that I was going crazy, still looking for a flat, because I only have 10 days left. I told him that it's not easy.
"True, true."
I took a deep breath and went ahead with my plan to ask him if he was going to Ms. L's concert. It took a while for him to get what I was talking about, or who I was talking about, and then he went on a tirade of how Ms. L has not been using her head and has been forgetting to turn off the electricity, and how she complains that she's tired, and she's sick. He even imitated her in a little falsetto. I've often thought that Pegleg would make an interesting blogger.
I finally steered him back on track.
"Did you know that Ms. L is singing in a club tomorrow?"
"Yes, yes, I know, but I don't go to her concert."
"Why not?"
"Not interesting for me."
"You don't like that kind of music?"
"I don't know, but maybe I on computer."
"Ha ha, only computers, huh?"
"Ha ha.."
And then, before I even knew it was going to come out of my mouth...
"What are you doing on Saturday?"
"Oh, I don't know. Maybe not much."
"Would you like to come to my house for dinner?"
"Yes, okay... good idea."
I also said he could invite Sinbad to come too, thinking he might be more comfortable if he didn't have to come alone. He said it was a good idea, but the last couple of days, he's been trying to call Sinbad on his mobile, and hasn't been able to get through. So, I assured him that he could come alone. I asked what time he wanted to come, and he asked me what I was making. Don't ask me what that has to do with when he should come over.
Anyway, somewhere along the line, it got changed from him coming to my house to me going to his house and cooking over there... which is fine with me, because his kitchen is much better, and his apartment is more comfortable. The only bad thing about it is that I'll be stuck with the usual problem of not knowing when I've overstayed my welcome... and if he starts playing a computer game while I'm there, I'm gonna have to cream him.
When we ended the conversation, I had a smile on my face.
"That was so fuckin' easy!" I told myself. Do you guys remember how I used to agonize over just knocking on his door and offering him a tart?
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