Well, I successfully fended him off. This time. I still shudder when the power flickers.
Still jobless (although I'm hearing rumors that I may be offered a job at Mikey's BBQ), I decided to venture outside of my apartment, keeping to myself of course.
Outside the Meridian, a large crowd had formed around the fountain. As I ventured in that direction, screams started coming from the crowd. Then weird animal noises started coming from near the fountain. The crowd started to run.
As I stood there, staring in shock, a woman (at least I assume it was a woman, I hate wrongly assuming someones gender) came running in my direction. She grabbed my arm and led me to the Tim Hortons on King Street.
Based on a snap judgement, I thought she seemed french, or at least of french descent.
Once we got to Tim Hortons, I learned that her name was Corsette Cordeaux. She told me that a circus type man had let a tiger or lion, an ostrich, and an alligator loose near the fountain. She also swore she saw a clown being escorted out of the Meridian.
"So you live in the Meridian too?" I asked.
"Yeah! What apartment are you in?" she replied.
"Thirteen, you?"
That's when I realized I was allowing myself to have my first conversation that wasn't job related or with him in over a year.
