When I called Route 66 to ask if I could come spend New Year’s Eve with her I was picturing the two of us in our pajamas eating junk food and drinking wine into the new year. Instead she invited me to be her date to a fancy New Year’s Eve party where I wouldn’t know anyone. I said yes?
I credit the wonderful group of friends that she has with the incredibly great evening that I had. While 2013 was a banner year for me professionally, it kinda sucked personally. And yet somehow I was charming and felt pretty and made several good friends at a New Year’s Eve Party. I even ended up kissing an adorable nerdy/arty guy.
You know, I have heard about New Year’s Eves like this and I have seen them in movies, but I never thought it would happen to me that I felt like NYE was a symbolic ending and beginning in a social or personal way. I doubt it will ever be duplicated quite like this.
The college professor introduced himself as “Doctor Soandso” and I responded “Nice to meet you, I am Doctor BettyC (I really do have doctorate)” and then the nice man in the middle introduced himself as “Master Soandso.” The lovely lady just laughed and laughed. “Doctor?” “Doctor?” we all said formally as we shook hands. I have found that the key to engaging pompous people is to call them on it and if they can laugh I can deal with them. If I had offended him this picture would never have been taken. As it is I have some lovely memories and new friends.
Happy New Year from Dr. BettyC!
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