I had a job interview in Washington DC two weeks ago. My boyfriend, Dave, lives in Baltimore and I wanted to move closer to him, as we have held a long distance relationship for over a year. The interview went well, but lasted three hours. When I called him, he restated that he had acquired stand by tickets to a prestigious wine dinner at the Walters Art Museum, but I had to meet him by 7:00. It was 5:30.
I got caught up in rush hour traffic, and by the time I made it to the museum, it was 7:30. I found myself running down the road in my suit and heels to meet him at the entrance. Once inside, Dave asked the gentleman inside if we were too late. The man replied that we could be seated only after the speaker had finished the opening speech and he would lead us to the function at the back of the museum.
As I took Dave’s hand and rushed through the gallery, he told me to stop. We were standing in a beautiful exhibition of the Khamsa Indian manuscript, which bridged his heritage with my love for fine art and career as a museum educator. He showed me a 500 year old love letter and that is when he proposed. Turns out, he rented the entire museum for an hour, and the only other people in the museum was the security guard and the man who we met inside! And the best news is…I got the job!
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