Day 54: Tales Of Bold Face Lies And Enthusiasm For The Truth
Day 54 Of How To Move On From A Man — 1LD
“Ok, so I was lying in bed dying and coughing stuff up, and I had some really good ideas.” He pauses and fakes a cough before opening his mouth to continue.
James arrived at work like he had an energy stick up his ass. He was so full of vigour and pace, I couldn’t keep up with him.
On the whiteboard he bought from Officeworks on the way to work, he started scribbling all his rambling thoughts.
“We could look at doing a soft launch, then find other investors after Q1.”
He drew some circles on the left-hand side of the white canvas and wrote down a handful of names of people who would be ideal moneymen.
All those names were speakers at the conference, I privately noted. No prizes for guessing where all these ideas came from either. They had Douglas’s name written all over them.
“Where is all this energy coming from?” I asked James, who hadn’t stopped for a breath in over ten minutes. “I have never seen you so spirited about this for a long time.”
I wasn’t lying in my assessment of him. It had been a long time since either one of us had felt so enthusiastic about pushing forward.
Probably because it had been a long time since we had something to celebrate.
Small business milestones are tough to come by, especially during the planning phase.
I was always grateful we had each other. We could pull ourselves up when the other wasn’t feeling it. But after seeing James with my ex, and him lying about where he was so he could sneak around with my ex, I wasn’t quite so sure I was grateful anymore.
“Perhaps it was feeling sick. It gave me new life.” More lies, I thought. He couldn’t even tell me the truth.
He lied so cooly, so calmly about the lie too. Without any hesitation. I hated how good he was at it.
If I didn’t know the truth, I would assume what he was saying was true. How blindsided I would be.
For all my irrationality, stalking my ex, it sure wasn’t something I wasn’t regretting right now. Knowledge is always power. Sometimes you can’t apologise for how you get it, either.
Hours passed, and it was nearly the end of the day, when James returned from the bathroom. He was holding a lanyard, which had been in my bedroom. “What is this?”
It was for the conference. I looked at it, dangling from his fingertips. I could have lost my cool, but I didn’t flinch. He was as busted as I was.
“Why don’t you tell me?”
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