My best friend, Norman, called me up yesterday and asked me if I had lunch yet. I hesitated for a few seconds then reluctantly replied and said "not really...” He then ordered me not to eat and wait for 2 freaking hours to eat with him in a restaurant. I wouldn't have even considered following his order if it wasn't for his mention of Nando's (my favourite restaurant ever!). We agreed to meet in the Cherry Creek Mall in about 2 hours. I was so excited about the notion of tasting that delicious juicy chicken that Nando's is so famous for (mmmm) that I almost stepped on my beloved little baby sister who just learned how to speak a few months ago.
Damn! I am late. Now I am going to get it from Norman. I know him; he will not let this go, I know he won't. I am going 120MpH in my white Volvo sedan on the highway (I would go 130MpH but my dad does not let me... He says, if I get the best mark in university over all other students he will buy me a car that easily goes over 120MpH and will let me drive at 135MpH even!) Whizzing by cars until this Mercedes CLK just zoomed right next to my car. I was demoralised completely. I slowed down. My head fell when it was held up high just mere seconds ago. And it wasn't because the CLK was much faster than my Volvo. But because a chick was driving it... a woman for god's sake!
My new cell phone rang. It was Norman unsurprisingly irritated that I am still not in Cherry Creek. I told him I was on my way but he asked why I was late. I felt ashamed to say that it was because a chick beat me to the traffic lights. So I just told him I will be there in 5 min hoping that by saying that he would drop the question and it worked! I felt proud to have been able to pull off something like that, especially with Norman. I finally arrived at Cherry Creek's parking space. It took me quite a while to find a parking space but I finally was able to find one far away from the entrance. I had to walk for 5 minutes to reach the entrance. I got on the escalator stairs then on to the next ones till I reached Nando’s on the third floor. Looked around, and there he was! I can see Norman from across the gap which gave visitors a top down view of the lower levels. His small figure became bigger and bigger as he came closer. First words he uttered to me were "Why were you late?"