
Looking through my old pictures, I came upon this one. And it seemed to perfectly sum up an ongoing joke between Eagan and I. To make a relatively medium story short, I am quite physically memorable. And in comparison to me, Eagan is not.
To elaborate:
Eagan started going to this little greek cafe by his work. He would usually go once a week. And he would order the same thing every time. After repeating this pattern for months, I started going with him to this lunch place. I would pretty much order the same thing every time. The same lady was always working there, taking our order. After MY second or third visit, she recognized us as regulars and start chatting with us when we would come in. When we would come up to place our orders, she would knowingly and affectionately say, "The usual?" One day I was sick, and I did not join Eagan for lunch. Eagan walked in, went up to the lady at the counter, and said, "I'll have the usual." The lady looked at him with a blank stare. A "who the hell are you?" stare. The problem was that Eagan was missing his other half -- his recognizable other half.
In grad school, during the first week of school, Eagan and I met a professor in the department in the main office. We were all checking our mailboxes at the same time. We introduced ourselves and chatted for a little bit. Later that week, we went to a party at another professor's house (Eagan's advisor). The professor we met earlier in the week was at the party as well, and Eagan's advisor introduced us to this professor. The professor said, to me, "Oh yes, we have already met..." She then turned her gaze to Eagan, "But you...you I haven't met before."

Another perfect picture of Eagan
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