the door.
been years since I was in the clinical analysis laboratory close to home, is to make the analysis of control consigliatemi from my doctor, is to collect the reports. He was always gone smoothly, wait times were more or less always the same, the influx of customers in and out was steady at the times. But someday, the exit, I found a couple of people who tried in vain to open the door that seemed blocked. Beyond the glass was already a group of people who could not enter. The people inside tried to actuate the release button, pulling the door locked, those outside could not help but push no sign that the door to unlock. All, however, gesticulating to explain that the door was locked, there was also an exchange of screams as the glass door and was quite often the voices are barely heard. After a few minutes had reached other people is to get that out, had stopped by now more than twenty people and the confusion had come at the most. Among those who had come off had become a popular television character, then we learned that a journalist living in the same building. This gentleman gesticulating trying to make it clear to us that we were locked inside the building that needed to call someone to open the door with the key. In fact, after a few minutes, attracted by the din came a But with such a key that is useless to open the door from the inside. After another sgrulloni the door on both sides finally reached an employee of the laboratory, came from some outside door tried to open the door with another key. Another failed attempt. I was standing almost on top of a swing. In front of me, outside, there was a girl with a pink sweater, very nice that I felt a familiar face. The situation was a stalemate, we did not know to whom to turn to solve the problem. At that point we were about forty people, who ressegnato, who was vexed, and who almost furious. An elderly lady, a little 'big, gasping and someone brought her a chair, another a fan. I always face from the girl in pink, almost pleased to see a nice face, almost amused. Every now and then we exchanged a few eyes, I noticed he had the eyes and deep blacks. Maybe we were the only two to have fun for the unusual incident. The journalist, knowing the building, was making the sweeping gestures to indicate to us, closed in, to return to the lab and from there to go around until the 'service entrance that someone would have said, to go out and at the same Time called on people to 'follow him outside to do the same route to enter. Eventually the situation was unlocked and we moved all to make this path alternative. Me and the girl we gave it one last look, almost sorry to interrupt the scene changes. It was part of the lab and then pass in a corridor at the end of which there was a room, from here you went into a courtyard and then to the back of the building that led outside. Halfway through I met the girl in pink slowed and I felt almost an invitation to stop and talk, while people who hurried steps in one direction and those in the other.
"I must apologize," I said to the girl in pink, "do not want to seem intrusive, but the case brought us together, and since we have faced for a long time, I can almost know"
"Although it seems to me to know"
seemed to me that encourages me to keep talking.
"Excuse me, you're in a hurry?"
"No, I had to pick only an analysis but now there is such a crowd .. I can come back later "
" Would you go to get something from the bar next door? "
" Sure, I'd love to "
So we left and went to sit near the bar. The waiter came.
"What It Takes?"-I asked
"I'm greedy, I'd take a nice kiss .. gelatone, nougat and hazelnut
" And the Lord, "asked the waiter
" I'd like a seasoned tomato juice. Meanwhile
I had the opportunity to better observe the girl and I realized that it was extremely pretty, slim, elegant, well made up and coiffed, just a figure.
"But you live here?" I asked
"Yes,"
"But exactly .."
"In this same street, at 26"
"Really, I live at 26"
"Scala ?
"Scale A"
"No, I B scale, why do not we meet"
"But we meet often, but she is always so distracted ..."
"It is possible that I have never noticed .. I seems unforgivable ..
"I agree that it is unforgivable, usually does not go unnoticed ..
"But then .. maybe you also know what my name ..
"Sissignorino, Alessandro Martini, Bean said ..
"I can not believe .. but how .."
"On the third floor, the walls are thin, I hear her mother ..
"But you ...
"Angela Aletti .. for friends, Lina "
" I'm confused, I feel like a fool ..
'A little you are, dear Chicco, is more than a year I'm watching you, you needed a locked door because you noticing me "
" I'm sorry, I know I'm a bit' absent-minded, I always think my comics, you will know that drawing comics
"What sign Chicco.
"Oh Lina, is a landslide,"
"No, Mr. Martini, your comics are beautiful."
So we met three years ago and now we bring that bar our twins to eat that excellent ice cream, Bibi loves hazelnut, Lulu the fruit ice cream .. I'm loyal to the tomato juice, mixed with Lina loves gelatoni so much cream.
In place of the famous front door there is a nice sliding glass door ...
September 2006 EM
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