Golf season ain’t over
A sales meeting gone beautifully crazy…
A couple of days ago I met this eccentric couple interested in a custom light-sculpture for their place in Lima.
We were having coffee in their living room, discussing how their 24-year loving-union could be celebrated with the magical dance between light & shadows.
All was going along pretty chill before I made the silly -and almost tragic- mistake of delving into the piece’s light vs. shadows ratio.
This point inadvertently prompted a quick -read almost cataclysmic- passive-aggressive review of a 24-year suite of “shadow after shadow” type of marital situations. At the center of the storm was Golf. This man was a hardcore Golf player and weather permitting, would religiously practice every Sunday morning.
The sales meeting morphed then into a spontaneous couple-therapy session; lead by me -a most unqualified and overly excited counselor- who truth be told, had already a weakness for role-playing to begin with, and would pretty much walk backwards over water to close a sale.
As logic stormed out of the living room -along with the chances of making my next appointment- the woman stood up with the conviction of Attila and proceeded to walk around us in circles in a beautiful living room and suddenly stopped.
She looks at me -dead in the eye- and softly says:
Alberto, in which world could you ever agree with my husband and claim that Golf, and the countless weekends he spends in that dreadful club, could possibly represent our marriage?
I was left speechless, many thoughts rushing through; sharks circling pray, Golf on Sunday mornings, rain, … don’t get me wrong; I am a fan of Tarantino movies, paradoxes and every single conspiracy theory, but this type of situation, this one to me was truly an unforeseeable one. So sexy.
Like any cornered salesman I replied, lifting my index finger, “I’ll get back to you”, wrapped up and left.
I did get back to them the next day yesterday with the sketch below.
And I tentatively called the piece “The Distance”… since you see, the couple made it all this time together; through heaven and hell, still fighting like kids, full of passion, for a light sculpture.
Isn’t that lively?
I honestly think they’re terribly in love, very far from being bored of each other and frankly, it is damn hard to tee off into the green.
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