You'll be pleased to hear it was filled with spectacular amounts of silliness, helium balloons and air guitar. But that is not what this post is about.
Before the party my cousin and I went to the supermarket to buy another case of wine just in case the 142 boxes they'd already purchased weren't quite enough. (I had to get take four boxes of Heineken and a box of champagne out of the shower before I got into it, this morning).
It was at the supermarket we bumped into someone I used to work with.
The conversation went something like this:
'So you up from Christchurch?'
'No, down from Auckland.'
'You up there? What are you doing?'
So I caught him up with what I am currently doing and who I'm working for.
'Oh me old mate, Insertnameofboss. I was having a glass of wine with him last week in Cannes.'
'What were you doing at MIP?' (World's biggest television conference.)
'Collecting an Emmy.'
Yeeeeuuuuuuuuuuuppppppppp.
You can't really top those three words, can you ?
It's almost the same as if you were a swimmer and you bump into a fellow swimmer you used to train with. You ask what they've been doing in the interim and they tell you that, while you weren't watching , they'd won gold at the Olympics.
Mental note to self:must become more ambitious.
