“So, when do you have to decide about the job? I think you should take it, for what it’s worth,” he said.
“Nothing ventured, eh? Plus, I’m sure you’d make a great office manager.”
I looked at him closely, waiting for a follow-up remark or a snide comment, but, much to my surprise, neither was forthcoming.
He took out his wallet and paid the bill. I protested vehemently but he flat-out refused to allow me to contribute my share.
“You only had a coffee and a scone,” he said. “You can buy me lunch when you get your first office manager’s paycheck!”
He smiled. I thanked him. No one had ever bought me lunch before.
It was a very pleasant feeling, to have someone incur expenditure on my behalf, voluntarily, expecting nothing in return.
The hour was up just as we got back to the office building, and so we said a brief good-bye before returning to our respective desks.
This was the first day in nine years that I’d eaten lunch with a companion, and that I hadn’t done the crossword.
Strangely, I felt no concern about the crossword whatsoever. Perhaps I’d do it this evening instead.
Perhaps I’d simply recycle the newspaper without even attempting it. As Raymond had pointed out, the world was full of infinite possibility.
I opened my e-mail and typed him a message. Dear R, thank you very much for lunch. Kind regards, E
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