Altitude

Prayag Verma | Thursday, November 07, 2013 | 3 comments

Remember when you first started planning that great party at your place? Everything was going to be perfect. The house was spotless, the food looked delicious, and you even bought a brand new TV and sound system the night before. This was going to be a night to remember.

The doorbell rings.

Wow! It’s your cousin who you haven’t seen in ages!

Another doorbell.

Your current best friend.

*Ding dong*

Your best friend from high school followed by your sister and brother-in-law.

*Knock knock*

No way! “Lindsay?! Is that you? I sent you an invite, but I wasn’t really sure if you would make it or not. It’s been forever. How cool is this?!”

The party is going great. Everybody is talking about what’s been happening for the last several years, sharing pictures, bands they’re listening to, movies they’ve seen, and you already have twenty-eight of your closest friends who’ve made it!

Another doorbell.

“Ed?” You dig through your memory banks. That’s right. Ed sat behind you in 3rd grade.

“Hey man, I saw that some old school friends were getting together here. Mind if I join you?”

“Sure, sure. It would be great to catch up.” You never even talked to Ed in the 3rd grade, but he seemed like a nice kid and who knows? Maybe he can help you network out a bit more for your new freelancing gig.