Topic: Personal Commentary
I've been out of town most of this week attending a training conference out on the east coast. People were there from all over the organization. Folks I haven't seen in years and a whole lot I'd only ever spoken to on the phone or or communicated with through email.
One such fellow was a guy I'll call Todd (not his real name). Our projects have only intersected a couple of times, so we only know each other at a very polite, professional level. We were having a coffee when he asks, "Do you know Paul?"
Now, you dear blog reader, know Paul from our Funny Books with Aron & Paulie regular feature.
"Oh yeah," I nodded, "I know Paul. He used to manage our market's accounts."
"Well," Todd said with a sniff of superior familiarity, "I work with Paul."
Something about the way he said it made it seem like a competition. Like he somehow had greater knowledge of things Paul. This annoyed me. Who the hell did this chump think he was presuming he knows Paul better than I do?!?
I considered enumerating the litany of antics and misadventures Paul and I have experienced together. Like the time Paul was on a two day furlough from prison to help me capture his former partner in crime? Or when I was working as a bounty hunter and had to return an on-the-run Paul to New York City from LA so that he could testify against the mob, while our 3000 mile journey crossed not just this great country but a terrain of missed opportunities on a road leading to greater understanding?
Looking archly at that Todd from across my coffee cup, I thought of just saying: "Well Paul and I have shared a woman."
But I felt certain that Todd would counter with, "Well I blew him."
Forseeing how this could quickly escalate to a level of familiarity that makes me squirm in discomfort, I opted to let the matter drop.
I complained about it to Paul later in the day, "I mean we talk about comics for crying out loud!"
"Yeah..." Paul shrugged, cutting his eyes across the room to where Todd sat. "We've talked about the Silver Surfer, he and I. Once."
So, that's that.
Without actually saying it - because Paul and I are beyond mere words - he confirmed that I am a better friend, yes even a better person than that Todd... for I have seen Paul's holo-foil, embossed soul.
In your face, Todd!
Posted by Aron Head
at 1:41 PM CST
Updated: Sunday, 24 February 2008 5:05 PM CST