Fictionlet
Brigid and Greg met in third year Latin. Although “met” is putting it a bit strongly — Greg barely noticed Brigid at all, while Brigid merely thought of Greg as being that guy who’d translated Aeneas’ farewell to Dido as, “Sorry babe, I gotta cheese it or Zeus will shove a lightning bolt up my nose.”
For the next several years, Brigid and Greg spent a lot of time in the same room not talking to each other, whether it was in classes or at the homes of mutual friends. The first time they actually spoke was over the phone, not knowing that they knew each other (so to speak), when Brigid responded to a “roommate wanted” ad. The second time they spoke was when Greg opened the door to the apartment and Brigid said, “Oh, it’s you!”
She was favorably impressed by his response of, “Sorry, yes … I tried to be someone else but this was the best I could do.” She simply shrugged and said, “Oh well, we all have our burdens to bear.”
-The Gneech
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