So, we get all prepared for this big ol' meeting. Massive. We spent 2 weeks on the presentation. I wore makeup and a new knit. The Fire-Starter had her sexy shoes on. Gandalf was rocking a pink shirt.
The only trouble is we were not expected. Yep. crickets were singing in the background. Tumbleweeds rolling through the board room. It was like our prom date had not turned up and we were desperate and dateless. (Their diary had not been updated correctly or something like that!)
I tried hard not to be shitty. Finally we were seen. I spoke upfront and asked if we were wasting peoples time, mostly ourselves. Nope, apparently it was all good. After that the meeting went swimmingly. Honest and upfront. Keeping it real. Keeping it like us.
If they want us after that then we have a chance of making it work. Sometimes the best relationship start out with a spanner thrown in the works. I think it is the universe testing what we would be like together under duress? How we would behave on Survivor Island together?
I don't know the answer to that yet. If they ask us to dance then at least we will know each others groove. If they don't then best want to dance with us, we know it is because we will step on each others toes.
Anyway, in the very least, I got a new knit out of it.
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