Everywhere we went, people reacted to him. So much so that he developed two jokes he’d use all the time to answer two common questions people would ask him:
- Is it true what they say about a man’s height and the size of his penis?
Answer: God no! I’d be 10 feet tall.
- Do you play basketball?
Answer: Do you play mini golf?
The truth is, Mr. 6’10” was a volleyball player, and a good one at that. I’m not sure he did any more than that, he seemed to be independently wealthy and I knew his family hailed from Pebble Beach.
I was smitten with this man and imagined he was smitten with me too.
In the end, that turned out to not be the case and we drifted apart and lost touch.
The other day, I’m minding my own business when an email comes in to my inbox.
Mr. 6’10” tall wants to add you as a connection on LinkedIn.
Naturally I added him.
But I can’t help but feel like I got lumped in with a group add on LinkedIn. I’m pretty sure he didn’t intend to add me as a contact.
Nevertheless he did it, so I can just go ahead and feel slightly smug that after nearly 10 years, he reconnected with me.
Deliberate or accidental.