As I looked up from the bleachers there he was looking calm, cool, collective.
Dressed head to toe in Diesel clothing my first thought was to write him off.
Who did he think he was?
After all how much more about planning concerts could he have known than me?
I grunted in disgust dreading how the year was going to go,
Needing to clear my head I jumped off the bleachers, checked in with the stage manager and headed outside.
You would think I’d be reveling in the extra help
Instead I found myself threatened
I turned a corner only to run into one of our volunteers
“Kyle’s looking for you. Something about details for the meet and great.”
I rolled my eyes, but headed to the green room.
The faster I get this done the sooner I could get back to work.
And then I felt it…….. sheer annoyance + frustration. It was going to be a long year working together.
If you’re just joining me, you can read part one of our love story here