The Thought That Counts

Posted on April 25th, 2012 by Viveca in Circus Life

My friend Gameboy said he’d help me with a big event I was producing, the 2012 NYC Regional American Youth Circus Festival. It was the first one, and I was nervous, so I was extra grateful that Gameboy offered to help, especially since he is one of my few non-circus friends (or as we call them, “civilians”). My circus friends were all already involved, teaching workshops or otherwise participating in the day.

When Gameboy offered to help out, I asked whether he could come in the morning in time to get my car and do the 10am Sweetleaf pick-up for me. Sweetleaf was donating coffee and pastries, and it would be hard for me to leave the event to pick it up. Gameboy agreed enthusiastically. He’s the one who introduced me to Sweetleaf in the first place.

The day before the event, Gameboy texted to ask what time we were meeting the next day. I replied; “Can you be at the event in time to do the 10am Sweetleaf run?”

He answered: “Okay, 10am at Sweetleaf.”

I meant 9:30 at Circus Warehouse, but I gave up: “Just text me when you get off the train,” I texted back. Actually I blame text messaging and cell phones for nobody being able to make plans anymore, but that’s a separate issue.

At 10am the morning of the festival, he texted that his train was delayed. I had been at the festival site since 7am, so I grabbed someone there, and we drove to Sweetleaf. Just as we pulled up, so did Gameboy. The coffee wasn’t ready yet (one of their machines broke that morning), so we sat back in the car to wait. While I was talking to someone back on site, I asked him to look up directions to our next errand site on his phone, but he said he couldn’t read in the car because it made him nauseated (he might have said nauseous, but I can’t use the word that way). I pointed out that the car wasn’t moving, but he said it didn’t make any difference, so I got off the phone and looked them up.

We ran a five-minute errand while waiting for the coffee to be ready, and I dropped the other woman off and gave Gameboy the front seat. We went back to Sweetleaf, but by that point he was so car sick, he had to bail on the rest of the day. I tried to take care of him for a minute, but I had to get back to my event.

Then he threw up all day. Poor Gameboy.

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