That’s Amore
Excerpt from When You Are Engulfed In Flames- David Sedaris
Before moving to New York I spent six years in Chicago. During most time, I lived with my then boyfriend and, in between the two of us, we seemed to know a fair number of people. There were wild dinners, wild parties - always something fun and druggy going on. Never again would I have so many friends, and such good ones, though I’m not exactly sure why. Perhaps I’ve grown less likable over the years, or maybe I’ve just forgotten how to meet people. The initial introduction - the shaking-hands part - I can still manage. It’s the follow-up that throws me. Who calls whom, and how often? What if you decide after the second or third meeting that you don’t really like this person? Up to what point are you allowed to back out? I used to know these things, but now they’re a mystery.
