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Dec 28, 2003 "Someone was spying on you while you kissed the Boston-flirt?" my friend Suz asked me. "Yup." "Who was it? Who was she or who was she working for?" "No idea." "Maybe it was the Boston-flirt's ex-wife having an investigator follow you?" Suz asked me, as we sat the front steps of her apartment. It was midnight and her apartment had flooded. She called me over to bail and help get a lot of acuumulated junk out of her apartment before the building inspector could see she'd become depressed and given up on cleaning up...apparently a very serious crime in a building inspector's world. "Maybe investigor's from the ex-wife. Yeah. Maybe," I said. It was cold out and I could see the reflection of her flood light and the moon in the flood water in front of her house. It was cold out and we were both wearing thick winter coats, pony tales and no make up. We weren't cold cause we'd been going up and down the steps, cleaning out her apartment even though it was midnight the day before Christmas. "Think it was another interested guy having you followed?" she asked me. "I thought of that too. But honestly? I don't really care who it is. It's like when my ex had me followed during our divorced. I figured, what do I have to hide anyway? Ya know? I used to wake up in the morning....get dressed...go to my car....and stop at the bagel store...but first I'd go over to the car with the two undercover investigators and say, "good morning you guys, anyone like a bagel and coffee since I'm going in?" Suz laughed."You didn't really?" "Sure I did. Why not? I was like o good morning..nice shirt today or o isn't it a pretty day how are things with you two? Sure, I made them a part of life...why not chat with the people following you? Used to blow them away to see me come to their car window and check on their well-being." Suz laughed more. "Or when I'd need to know the time? It was perfect. I didn't have a watch so I'd slow down my car suddenly so they'd be all of the sudden next to me instead of behind me and I'd say sorry to bother you, but what time is it?" "One time I even took a picture of them taking a picture of me..I mean..why not?" "Yeah?" asked Suz. "What did you do with the picture?" "I hung it in my living room. A framed picture of a man in a car holding a banana up to his eye," I said laughing. Suz laughed too."A banana camera?" "Sure. I used to have a guy following me who I guess thought he was smooth but I'd see him holding up an orange to his eye...one time it was a pipe that he was looking through...very subtle huh? Gee, I'd never guess it's a camera. "So how'd you ever get rid of them?" she asked me. "Last day I ever saw them I was getting a ride home from work. The co-worker driving adjusted her rear view mirror and said to me,'Did you know you are being followed?" And when I was just about to get out of the car, they pulled up really close and snapped a photo of me and the driver and right then the landlady came runnign out shouting, "You're being followed!" They drove off and I never saw those two again. "You've always had an exciting life. Nothing like that ever happens to me," Suz said. Silence. A rush of more water flooded down her steps..and with it came floating underwear.... we jumped up to keep from getting wet....and laughed at the bathroom objects floating down her front steps... "Okay, I take that back. Floods. Building inspectors. Floating underwear...Okay.Okay my life is not so ordinary either," Suz said. "By the way,'Miss Idonthaveawatchafteralltheseyears...it's one minute after midnight......Merry Christmas." We laughed and give each other a hug and Suz said to me, "Chris? Who is that blond woman over there?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I want to tell you more...but I have to go. ------------ About the author: Chrissa Falcon is a newspaper reporter in the New York Metropolitan Area. Chrissa may be reached at ChrisFalconColumn@hotmail.com Comment on this column in the forum. Tell a friend about this site! ------------ |
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