a conversation

Last Thursday night,

I tried to call John.
After several attempts,
I finally reached him.

This was our conversation:

Me:
Where ARE you?

John:
 I'm at Sebonack Golf Club
in Southampton -

at an event.

It is Ah-mazing.
Unbelievable.

You wouldn't Believe the view!

The way it overlooks the Peconic Bay

is breathtaking.

You should be here!

You were on the invitation.

Me:

Whaaaa?

John:

Yeah, you were on the invitation.

You're on the committee.

Me:

Really?

John:

Yeah.

Me:

Was it an e-mail invitation?

John:

No. 

It's a reeeally nice printed invitation.

Me:

Hmmmm....

Could you Send it to me?

...I'd really like to see it.

 It's true.

I do live two separate lives.

Grits & Caviar