"I don't know why we are here, but I'm pretty sure that it is not in order to enjoy ourselves." Ludwig Wittgenstein

Thursday, December 31, 2009

Already Too Late

Buck arrived one minute early for his second date with Jackie. He did so because he was almost certain that Jackie was a stickler for punctuality. There wasn’t anything in particular about Jackie’s behavior, nor anything that she had said on their first date, that would have suggested this to Buck, but he just had a gut feeling that despite her apparent devil-may-care attitude toward the world and everything in it, that Jackie was nevertheless a woman who was intolerant of tardiness.

As he rang Jackie’s front door bell and she opened the door, Jackie matter-of-factly greeted her date with, “Buck…I like men who are on time. It’s a sign that they have an appreciation of the important things in life.”

Buck leaned into the doorway, as if to enter, but as he did, Jackie interrupted, “Shouldn’t we be on our way?”

As he responded, “Yes, of course, we wouldn’t want to be late,” Buck couldn’t help thinking, especially in regard to Jackie, But I have a feeling that we already are.

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