Wednesday, January 28th, 2009 - 6:35 PM
Night swiftly descended as I drove to work. Tonight wasn't any different than any other night. Same old routine ... or so I thought.
I pulled into the garage, breathing a sigh of relief that my parking space hadn't been invaded by my day shift counterpart. I leaped from my car, surprisingly elated to be at work early and eager to get the night over with. I hurried across the street to the building, swiped my access card and entered.
Several custodial staff members roamed around, mopping and vacuuming while I clocked in. I hurried upstairs, donned my lab coat and rushed down to the lab. After retrieving the requisitions for cytology, I set to work and called up my boyfriend, anticipation oozing from every pore.
We are currently amid a two week non-voluntary hiatus. Simply put, he’s out of town on business and is the longest duration apart from one another.
The phone rang.
He answered, "Hello?"
"Hey ..." I responded breathlessly.
"What's goin' on?"
"Not much, was thinking about you and missing you ... how was your day?"
We volleyed back and forth, detailing our occupational and academic adventures. The sounds of the couriers and drivers continuously trudging in did little to dampen my spirit and excitement over hearing his voice. Prior to calling him, I had spent a great deal of the day attempting to jailbreak my iPhone. Needless to say, I didn't have much success. I came to the realization that I was once again becoming green-eyed over his prison-broke phone. So I told him I had a confession.
"What's wrong? Is everything okay?" he asked.
"Well, it's nothin' serious baby. I was just admitting I had another green-eyed moment. And I know you'll roll your eyes but you know I'm working on that!"
"Mmmm-hmmm," he droned playfully.
I confessed my thoughts and waited for his reaction.
He chuckled and began to say something just as the phone disconnected.
I immediately placed my work to the side, picked up my phone and dialed him back. The ringer buzzed a few times in my ear and then I heard him pick up.
"What happened?" he inquired.
"No idea ... damn AT&T!" I huffed angrily as I continued combing through the lab requisitions.
"So did you hear the last thing I said?"
He hesitated. "Oh, oh ... good then!"
"Um, what'd you say? I won't get upset, just talk to me," I assured him, secretly fearing he was upset about my uncontrollable envious personality.
"Well, I started laughing and said 'that's why I love you', even when you're green-eyed!"
“Wow, I can’t believe I just said that ... I haven’t said that to anyone in a long, long time baby ... since I was in college. I just can’t believe I said that!”
My heart fluttered a few times, not quite sure I was hearing him correctly.
“I didn’t want to say that over the phone, I’d rather say it in person but I guess you can’t control when it happens,” he continued chuckling out of nervousness.
“I really love you baby boy!”