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Hidden expectations

Back in 2003 I acted in a commercial for the phonebook. (We are speaking about Dutch television here.) The financial rewards were sufficient to convince me that I should sacrifice two days of writing for a commercial, but that’s not what is important now.
For one of my columns I wrote a letter to the assistant director of this commercial, a man named Dirk Achten. (This column consists of letters to all kind of people, sometimes even dead people.)
Four years later my publishing house got a phone call from Mr. Achten. He was going to New York and he suggested we meet for a cup of coffee.
I don’t like playing hard to get, so tonight we met for a cup of tea.
Even now I’m not sure what Mr. Achten expected. Did he hope for love, friendship, a serious talk about the war, any war?
I left after one hour and I pray I didn’t disappoint my old acquaintance.
I hate to disappoint people.


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I found your participation in the phonebook-commercial Warholianly cool. It helped enigmify you. I'm still waiting for your appearance in a Postbank commercial.

The version of the commercial in which the girl said "I feel pitty for Harry Mulisch", after which you replied "Harry Who ?" was one of my favorits. I wonder why they only broadcasted it a few days.
Disappoint
The feeling is familiar to me. And even more, when I am going to meet an acquaintance or a friend I ,by preference, want to know the time to come and go, what to do and even the subject we are going to talk about.
To disappoint is easy, sometimes it is the only way.