I had no idea who I would be meeting, all I knew was that she had lots of money and lots of energy, and probably wasn’t the kind of person I would usually hanging out with. Still I took up my students invitation to accompany her to a BBQ/meeting. When we walked in the door she greeted us awkwardly and in a quiet voice without standing up. My student, being who she is, put her hand on the woman’s shoulder and giggled at her.

“Working too hard as usual?”

“Kill me. We just had to change our name. We were threatened with a lawsuit. I hate this shit.”

“Didn’t you check the name before you decided to use it for your shop?” My student asked.

Her question was ignored. This woman was clearly the kind of person who didn’t to answer questions that didn’t interest her. She had a rough way about her, like someone who was trying to overcompensate for her height, her baby-like features and the fact that some people still thought it was the middle-aged male manager who owned the shop, but didn’t know how convey to others that she was rich and powerful. Her sports gear looked out of place at such a fancy restaurant. It wasn’t the clothing itself but the way it fit in so well with the impression that she was overcompensating. I didn’t imagine I’d want to know her very well.

My student herself had a boyish way about her, but the impressions they left were night and day, even at first glance. My student was comfortable in her skin and a smile that made you want to know her. She dressed awkwardly, but her cloths always knew how to wear her cloths and her skin. She was supposed to be here impressing this client of hers but I knew in advance that their roles would be reversed.

fancy

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“This woman doesn’t know what she wants, but she thinks I can give it to her. I don’t really want to work with someone like this, but she really wants me for the job. I’m trying to see if I can talk her into lowering her expectations and just letting me do my thing so I can organize some fun stuff here and because she has no idea what she wants anyway.”

That’s what she had told me in the taxi. I appreciated her attitude. My role was to help my student relax and prevent her from falling into business mode where she felt that she had to appease every one of her clients whims.

“I might just space out and stare at people” I said.

“That’s ok, just be you.” She replied.
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Tonight was not only a business meeting, it was also supposed to be a BBQ for staff and some of the bosses friends. My student took me on a tour of the place while the boss helped close up the shop and set up the BBQ. As we walked towards the steps, an elegant woman with a strong aura came out of the bathroom. The two of them hugged each. Something about this other women shouted “boss”, but unlike the sporty woman, she was calm and composed.

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I had planned on narrating this wholestory as a work of fiction, but I’ve become bored with it half way through and want to speed through the rest. Fast forward, we drank and ate and I had nothing in common with anyone there, and little interest in theirntopics of conversation, but I still managed to have a good time. I got a glimpse inside the lives of some people who are very different from the people I spend most of my time with (very rich, all of them had multiple businesses, their shops were kind of run as a hobby). Rather than trying to enjoy the conversation, which was dull, I just enjoyed the body language of the people around me and trying to imagine what their lives was like, and that was fun as hell. The elegant woman ended up staring at me intensely all night. She was apparently married, and I don't look for drama, so I have no intention of seeing where that goes, but I certainly can enjoy being the object of someone’s affection, so I enjoyed her gaze intently.

If 3 or more people really want to hear me flesh out the story, I’ll think about it, otherwise I will try to pick a more interesting experience to narrate next time :-D

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