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This afternoon I had a rendezvous with an editor in chief of a Dutch newspaper. We were supposed to meet at my hotel, but a few hours before the rendezvous his secretary called and said: “Could you meet the editor in chief at a different hotel?” “No problem,” I answered.
We met at a different hotel and after an hour or so we both had to go.
“Now I have to pay the bill but I don’t have cash on me,” the editor in chief said.
“I will take care of it,” I answered.
“You must think bad of me and my newspaper,” he said.
“Not at all,” I answered.
I was highly amused, but I did ask myself: “What happened to his credit card?”


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Who uses cash nowadays? Here in the Netherlands you hardly ever need it if you have your cards with you. What a lame excuse! Maybe you should start thinking bad about him and his newspaper. What newspaper was it? ;)
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This man lives a life where from all the things he buys the bill will be sent to the paper. Therefore he has to go to familiar places where people don't ask questions. The sudden change of hotels could mean he was on unknown ground because his status was not big enough. The solution you considered was that on base of your status you let the hotel send the bill to the editor's paper but that means a lot of hustle. You decided the change that you have at this moment towards the editor is much bigger than the bill you paid. Part of your status as a writer for me is that your stories write other stories in the heads of the readers of this blog which I find highly inspirational.
k(space)(dash)(space)day.. k - day
lies virgin in urban dictionary for sasja, my lowly gift clumsily typographed (or maybe now for careca my -3 such fluttery trash in the wind
<3
u cant make the less than??
no just 1 more my bad
-3
cold
sorry bossa, your language confuses me: minus 3 for me is a lot of warmth in and so from the former Soviet Union during a cold war
careca
o i so remember then but then my fears were hot
for i was a child in a hot buggy place
and could not imagine greater horror
for myself it can get worse?1?1

i imagined korea must be hot
and asked my daddy who
said korea was cold and
bittter cold for him who served
in mobby bleak chicago
mopping blood
that is a nice poem Johan, it puts a lot of things in perspective and made me shiver and sweat, where did you get it from?
johannes a putz
he liftted it outta 'eureka springs film festival' by j n wegro