Lunch

Got a call this midday on my cell from TAD. His name is actually Taylor Allen D. He’s in his 30’s now and goes by Taylor – but I’ve always known him as Tad and so Tad he remains.

Anyway, he calls me up for lunch as he pulls into our parking lot in his Beamer. I ask him in to sit a spell until one of the other staff return. He checks his email, and shortly we are off for some chinese.

Tad’s done well for himself; a gifted child he spun from vocation to vocation for several years – always balancing somewhere between medical and technical. A few long lasting steady GFs, all in the medical field it seems, I think helped steer him to stay in the technical field.

He’s now a regional rep for one of the largest technology integrators in this part of the country. He’s making cool scrilla, is engaged to a beautiful and wonderful soon-to-be doctor, and still takes time to take his friends out for lunch – he’s that kind of guy!

Our relationship is one of commiseration. I know I can always count on Tad to laugh at my life story. *giggle*

So I had him rolling today with a recounting of my current financial situation: I told him how I prayed for and made it my new year’s resolution to get out of debt fast this year – and now God seems to be sending my creditors at me hand over fist! *laughs*

The parking ticket situation had us engrossed for 30 minutes!

I ended our lunch hour with a quick recount of my Nightingale situation. “This is the story of my life!” He is laughing and shaking his head in dismay. “Man!” was his best response.

But, I was laughing with him. Not out of spite, but in a true earnest appreciation for irony in life and God’s hand withall. I’m glad I have such a friend to share the humor with.

Actually, I have other such friends… but THEY’RE NOT TALKING TO ME!! *laughing again*

Thank you all, you’ve been a great audience!