Last night, before our Broadway show, we went out to a corner pizza place and bar a few blocks from the theater. We used to go out for dinner more often, when Simon was younger, because when we had a babysitter we'd get the most out of the evening. Now he's fine on his own, but we haven't been going out. This was the second show in a row that we did this. It's a pretty great value, too, especially downtown. $39, with tip, for four cocktails and two (huge) slices of pizza. We each got a drink in the donor room, which cost a total of $43. And really, that spot is filled with old people that we don't really identify with.
At the pizza bar, we met a nice retired couple that actually lived in the building above. They were from Portland, originally, and enjoyed a weekly cycle around different spots downtown. On the other side of us, a couple that worked for an org that performs at the theater, so they already knew them. Of course there are all of Diana's former coworkers at the venue. After the show, there was a party for the touring company and some donors, and we got to spend a little time with one of our friends and meet a few crew folk from the show.
It was a lot of social interaction, concentrated in a pretty small time frame. Ordinarily, I think it might be too much, but I'm so starved for social interaction that it was great. If I were to point to one thing post-Angi RIF that is hard, it's the lack of social interaction. Even when you work remote, you do see the same people everyday, and they become friends. When that was yanked out from under me, I started to feel it almost immediately. I don't get out enough, and I feel it.
No comments yet.