We’re Baaaacckkk!
So after our little fun in Hawaii, (yeah right), we got back to the main 48 and went back to work. It’s August 2001, and it’s my birthday month. WHOOT-WHOOT! Giuseppe and Mutual Friend had two huge accounts to do special effects for. YAAAY. I was scoring exporting contracts, that were bringing in good funds. So it was all good. My cousin that lives in Japan called me and asked me since I missed Sumo in May, will I come in September. I said sure thing. I love Sumo. There are some misunderstandings about the sport, and I will not go into the rules, and culture of it here. But I do suggest you research it, it’s a fascinating sport. Anywho, I wanted to do something exciting for my birthday I wanted to go to Spain again. And since I was the only one that could travel anywhere do to the type of business I had, it looked like I would have to celebrate with other friends and family members overseas. Giuseppe and Mutual Friend really wanted me to stay in the States, but I had wanderlust real bad again. However, being the stubborn wonderful guys, they were, they planned a huge party for me. They rented a ballroom at one of the swanky hotels in Beverly Hills and invited a lot of my friends and family that lived in L.A. We had a great time. Open bar for my peeps who drank, imported food, wonderful classical music. The guys really did it up for me. After the party, the Giuseppe came to me and asked me if I was seeing someone in Spain and if that’s why I wanted to go so bad. I told him no, it’s just that I like Spain and I have a couple of friends there that I haven’t seen. Plus I wanted to go there first before I went to Japan, because I always two months there. So Giuseppe figured he had to make is move—yet again. He asked if we could just date for a year, just to see if it worked out, that maybe we could be best friends and lovers too. I told him that never worked. It never worked with any of my friends, so why should it be different for us. He said because were different from all of our other friends. SIGH. I didn’t know what to say to that. Later that week as I was packing to leave, Mutual Friend came to my place. He wanted to know if I was really considering dating Giuseppe. I told him I didn’t know. And I really didn’t. A part of me wanted to date him just to show him that we were not compatible and that we needed to remain friends. Of course the risk in that is losing a friend. Mutual Friend said that If I decided to date him, don’t hurt him. Don’t hurt him? Was he kidding me? Mutual Friend explained to me that he and Giuseppe knew what they wanted in a girlfriend, lover, wife what have you. I seemed to check all the boxes. He said if I choose Giuseppe to date, he’ll respect that, just don’t play with him. I told them if I checked all the boxes, they need to re-check their requirements. Mutual Friend also said If I do decide to date Giuseppe, and it doesn’t turn out and we split on good terms, there is no reason while we cannot all remain friends. I agreed, but that would still be difficult. So, Giuseppe took me to the airport. He wanted to know if I was coming back to the States before I left again for Japan. I told him yes, that I was going to visit mom and stay with her a couple of weeks before I left. He said he would wait for me, hopefully I would think about where this relationship was going, if I was willing to take the chance with us being a couple. I told him I would truly think about it, but I had to be honest, I value our friendship more than anything, and I rather have that than a roll in the sheets. Giuseppe was a bit insulted. He said us becoming a couple wasn’t just about the bedroom, and if I thought that about him then I had him all wrong from the beginning. Ouch! Now I’m in Spain, I’m having the time of my life, as I always do when I’m in another country and have friends. Went to bullfighting, which I love. Yes, I love the sport. Yes, I know how they get the bull in that state of acting drunk. And yes, I have a bull’s ear given to me by a Matador. Bullfighting was legal in Catalonia then and people still flocked there. The whole time in Spain, I enjoyed the company, the food, and the sights. I arrived back home August 27th. I had a bit of a cold bug. Nothing serious, but my time schedule was already late. I wanted to spend time with mom before I left for Japan. But I wasn’t feeling it anyway. I stayed with mom, and after a week I was better. Mom wanted to me to go on to Japan, she’s like, “I’ll still be here.” It’s September 9th and I call my cousin. I told her I was going to be late, but I was going to be there. She was waiting for me and did a couple of Sumo bets for me. YAAAY! Sumo here I come! The evening of September 10th. I’m laughing it up with Giuseppe and Mutual Friend on three-way call. I’m telling them more stuff about my trip, they’re telling me about this new potential client, wondering if they should take him as a client. They asked me when I was leaving for Japan. I told them I couldn’t get a great flight earlier than Thursday, but it was cool. Sumo was all that month and I do other things in Japan anyway. Giuseppe and Mutual Friend said to take care and stay out of trouble. I remember laughing and telling them, don’t worry about me, it’s you two being bored that I worry about. We talked for hours. I went to bed late. Mom and I were going to the mall the next morning and have lunch at this new eatery. But things changed. I didn’t realize what a friend and caring man I had in Giuseppe and it took a tragedy to open my eyes. Until next time.
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