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January 11: Tell Me a Story

January 11: Tell Me a Story
Ferdy, Jan 27, 2021
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in Portuguese: 760 words.
in English, badly translated: 796 words
So, this is the story of how I met my boyfriend. In recent years there has been a Jazz Festival here in my city, Santos, and each year, as the event has grown, it has more artists, more days, other locations and the party has gotten a lot cooler. I myself only went for the first time in 2017, and although it was free, on the weekend I was too lazy to go downtown since I have to go there every day to work ... well, I never had gone before! But in 2017 the party promised to be very good, the shows would be in an old restored house (Arcos do Valongo), with an outdoor area with food trucks, visual arts, and international artists ... on Friday the event would start and some people from my work got excited and we went after hours, after all, free music could not be missed! It was really cool, I just left because I was so tired ... and I said goodbye to my friends with the promise of returning the next day for more fun.
I had already purchased my ticket for the live Jazz trolley tour, which would happen during the days of the event, I had decided that I wanted to have a pleasant tour, even if I was alone - in fact, the decision of going to the Festival alone was part of this project of having fun with myself, regardless of whether or not I had a boyfriend, or even a friend with me. When the tour was over, I went to the house, I listened to the bands that played during the afternoon, I ate something and decided to wait for my friends from work, who would come later ... but time passed and the dear colleagues left me alone, none showed up!
I even thought about leaving, I swore and then I looked around: it was a familiar environment, very safe, the music was very good and the beer - did I mention the beer? - it was perfect! Why not stay, then?
That defined, I was enjoying the vibe, I got a chair to sit, and I went to Burgman to get the beer. Everything perfect, right ?! But there is a problem with women being alone enjoying anything, especially if there's some kind of alcoholic drink in the same place; it seems that at the same moment we became targets of inconvenient men, as if it were their right to come and harass us. And that's what happened, I was there, quiet, going to get my beer, and I stopped for a while - I was still smoking at the time - I was near the Burgman kiosk counter, and an old man was pissing me off, kind of flirting , kind of harassing, a very unpleasant thing. He was also disturbing the brewery attendant, but she was at least protected by the counter and colleagues, I was alone and at that time I was a little afraid of being rude to the drunk, I didn't know what his reaction might be, he might suddenly hit me, we always see on the news men being violent because of drinking. Then I started looking around, looking for someone I knew, some help, I don't know, a way to escape that pain in the arse guy. That's when I noticed two guys talking very close to me, one of them also smoked, and I tried to look around, sending signs with looks asking for help ... of course it didn't work, later they said they even saw my situation, but they also didn't know what was happening and chose not to interfere. So I was forced to act, I arrived at the boys, with a small talk, asking if I could smoke there - I knew we could - if they had a lighter - I had mine - and I spoke softly, looking like Puss in boots: help me , please! That was when the gentlemen saved the princess ... hahaha, just kidding, then they realized the trouble I was in, helped me, we started talking pretending to be old friends and little by little the old drunk guy left me alone. But at that time, the conversation with the guys was really cool, we discovered many things in common, we spent hours laughing and talking about shows, trips, until we went to a bar nearby, and there I started paying attention to one of the two friends specifically ... to summarize the story, after a few meetings and many messages, I can say that I found who I was looking for! And now, three and a half years later, we usually joke that we have to find the old drunk guy to make a speech at our wedding, if it weren't for him, we certainly wouldn't have met!
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