"You don’t go out much do you?" asked a colleague. She soon realized how rude it sounded and apologized but could not rephrase the sentence any better.
It is true.
I have rejected their one too many friday evenings and wednesday ladies night out. Being a non-drinking muslim has been a great excuse.
"I mean, what do i do right? Besides, I’m quite an introvert, so that is fine with me."
I have rejected dinner nights too for boxing, tutoring the kid and a fictitious meet up in Narnia. They are mostly interns who leave the country in three months. Like all long distance relationships, it is hard and it might not last. What is in it for me, then?
On other dinner nights, I bail out and set a new appointment with a friend. Meeting up with bosom friends might not bring boys/jobs to the yard but from my track record, it has always been worth it. Which made me realize, friendship is about effort. But it is those kind of efforts that gratifies. It is like walking 20 blocks away for ice-cream at the corner store because you have mad-ass cravings. But you always know it will be worth it.
P.S. Also, I’m on leave this week and colleagues remind me of work too much.