“So you’re one of those people,” my friend A. said.
“What people?”
“The kind of person someone calls when they need some thing. I only call you when I need some thing,” he said.
“I’ve noticed. You don’t even buy me lunch.”
“Lunch?”
“Yeah, most people invite me to lunch then spill all their needs and problems.? I give you credit for being more honest.”
We are walking along South Platte bike path in the hundred degree heat.
“You’re getting your exercise,” he said.
“I’ve noticed.”
Show him your biceps. He’ll buy lunch.
Heart in SF – He’s 6’4″ and not very impressed with my biceps. I should probably just ask for lunch.