You like him or you don't like him. Mine isn't so real.
I've forgotten him. Until I got him as a rehearsal, a few weeks ago, I remembered the day we met.
It was a Friday in the year 2008. On this day I had only one interesting customer appointment in front of me and then it should be a weekend. The customer came back from the Far East, we wanted to meet at the airport restaurant and he just wanted to talk to me about 'The state of affairs' and then, should the week be over.
As so often, the flight was delayed.
In order to make the waiting time pass me by, I went to the 'Türkisen', where a new scent in gold stood, offensively staged. Before I could orient myself at all, I immediately spoke myself in, lo and behold, there's also a male employee. What do you call them, Douglatten? I liked the name. Anyway, I somehow couldn't get past him and his offer to test the new fragrance after all. Suddenly I had the stuff, not on a test strip, but on my wrist. The first thought is, "How are you gonna get rid of that?" "This will be the new trend, just wait a bit, that develops," I heard.
I have saved my second wrist and have gone, with a sample, that was the price for the saved wrist, in the hand.
Maybe the scent, yes another one, takes me in a pleasant direction. But he didn't. How do I get rid of this before my customer arrives!
In front of the airport wing, two adolescents sat and wasted their time until the hair sprouted on their face and chest, smoking (they were clearly too young for that) and drinking a wing shower. I still had the rehearsal. That, in my opinion, was exactly the right clientele for this 'scent'. But what if Dr Jekill became Mr Hyde? I decided to keep the sample. Safe is safe. In a toilet room, I got the stuff off halfway. Luckily, I had a pocket sprayer with a different scent. I then sprayed the rest of 'One Million' over it.
The customer finally landed. With an espresso, the week was then finished pleasantly.
But now I still had the rehearsal! So simply 'Dispose of in the garbage' was too dangerous for me, I had to think again of the two boys. But he had to go. Also I had to think of Jumanji, with Robin Williams, dangerous things came out of curiosity, unintentionally into the world, with incalculable consequences.
The disposal of the sample should be safe, so that nobody, not even by mistake, gets this scent into their hands.
I finally disposed of it later, with a few expired medications, in our pharmacy. But, pharmacists also save, who knows how the disposal process continues.
What do I do now with the new rehearsal?
…. So, when you hear the drums ..