Hockey Pucks, Comedy Clubs, And A Goodbye Note That Was Never Written – Part 6

Posted on September 26, 2008. Filed under: Unrelated Tales | Tags: , , |

If you are new to this blog, or missed Friday’s post.  You may want to read Part 1 of “Hockey Pucks, Comedy Clubs, and A Goodbye Note That Was Never Written” before continuing.

Ken replied back to the mystery text with “I’m sorry, I think you had the wrong person”.  The next day, out of curiosity, Ken looked up the phone number that had texted him with the valentines day message.  He noticed that the area code was from the state that Juliet had moved to.

When he had a moment alone he called the number just to satisfy his curiosity.  He was somewhat unsurprised when he heard Juliet answer the phone.  The two had not talked in a very long time and he had missed her a lot.  They talked about where they were in life and why she had moved.  They talked about their current relationships and how they had both found someone that made them happy.  Over the following months Ken had also moved out of state with his future wife, but he continued to talk to Juliet.  He made sure to give her his new phone number and stay in touch with her.  The love for her was still somewhat there, but wasn’t like it was before.  He accepted her as a friend and nothing more, as they had both found other loving relationships to explore.

Ken eventually proposed to his girlfriend and a year later they were married.  Also during that year time frame, Ken’s phone had lost all of the phone numbers it had stored.  Juliet was never one to make a lot of phone calls and it was even possible that she had lost Ken’s number herself since the two never talked again.  Ken would randomly search for Juliet on the internet, but could never find her on any social networking site.  He would always come up empty handed.

Several months after his marriage Ken received a friend request from his long lost friend on his FaceSpace account.  Ken accepted the friend request and immediately sent Juliet a message telling he had gotten married, he had been doing well for himself, and that he wanted to catch up with her to see how she had been doing.  Juliet replied the next day with her phone number.

Ken’s situation has now drastically changed from the days of high school.  His life, his personality, his goals and aspirations.  Ken has always held Juliet on a pedestal.  The only thing that has ever changed is that on occasion he would recognize that she was held up on the pedestal.  Now that Ken is married he never wants to hold anyone higher then his wife.  This fear has kept Ken from calling Juliet again.  Ken must now and forever wonder what could have been.  For now, I am sad to say, this is where our story ends.  As your humble narrator; I thank you for reading and wish on to you that you will speak up for love when caught in a moment, never over think reactions of the heart, and never leave yourself wondering what could have been.

Thank you for reading my short (and shortend even more for this blog) story.  I hope you enjoyed “Hockey Pucks, Comedy Clubs, And A Goodbye Note That Was Never Written”.  I shall be returning to the virtual world soon and can’t wait to hear your thoughts and suggestions for improvement on this story when I return.  I will return to writing about Kaneva next week.  Until then – have a great weekend Kanevians.

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Hockey Pucks, Comedy Clubs, And A Goodbye Note That Was Never Written – Part 5

Posted on September 25, 2008. Filed under: Unrelated Tales | Tags: , , |

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Ken leaning over the engine of the car he was working on, stared at the clock wishing time would move faster.  He was exhausted from a long day in the heat of the Florida garage.  He was also ready to go home and rid himself of the sweat, dirt, and stress because tonight he was going to his first comedy club.  Not only was he going to his first comedy club, he wasn’t going alone.

The clock struck 5 at the exact second Ken had finished putting his tools away and cleaning his work area.  He walked with a very quick pace to his car and when he got there he let out a sigh of relief as he cranked up his A/C and his radio almost simultaneously.

From the instant his foot hit the gas it seemed like time flew past because the next thing he knew, he was at his house, showered, changed, and answering the door.  There stood Juliet, it was almost like the first time he saw her.  So beautiful, and always so happy to see him.  The two hopped in his car and began the hour drive to the comedy club.  Lucky for Ken, the two shared similar taste in music so the backdrop for their conversation kept things lively.

The arrived at the club early and walked around the city for a bit.  Ken held Juliet’s hand at her request because of all the shady characters that were hanging around, commenting, staring.

As your narrator, I must interject.  I believe that this was a ploy by Juliet to send a hint to Ken.  Unfortunately, Ken did not pick up on this hint.

The two entered the club and got a seat right next to the stage.  The opening acts were fantastic and left the two with a sore side from all of the laughter.  The headlining comedian walked on out onto the stage acknowledging all the beautiful couples in the crowd, staring directly at Ken and Juliet as he said this.

Ken looked at Juliet and laughed uncomfortably, she smiled and made him wonder if this was turning for a time out with a friend into a date.

After they left the club, they had talked more on the way home.  Conversation just as light as it was on the journey to the club, only this time there seemed to be some sort of awkwardness in the air.  Ken had placed Juliet back up on the pedestal and thought, in his mind that she was much too good for him.  When the car finally pulled back up to Kens house the two sat outside for a while and talked about how much fun they had.  After the short conversation there was silence and the two looked right at each other.  They had built “the moment”.  The moment when a relationship could take a turning point from friendship to something more.  The moment when a man must decide if he is willing to jeopardize his pride and face rejection.  The moment when a woman wonders “what is he thinking”.  The moment when you are supposed to just lean in, take a leap of faith and kiss the woman of your dreams.

As if to keep tragedy a theme throughout this story, Ken did not make his move.  He didn’t think fast enough for “the moment”.  And now “the moment” was gone.  Juliet walked to her car and left, Ken walked into his house and lay awake for hours running through all of the scenarios that could have been.  Somehow he managed to fall asleep and proceed with life.

Over the next few weeks Juliet would stop by and see Ken while he was at work.  He was never sure why she would want to see him covered in sweat and hating his job, but he was still always happy to see her none the less.  One day, Ken got a call from his ex-girlfriend, Teresa.  She said that she wanted him to come over so they could talk.  After Ken finished a long day of work and then his classes at night, he went over to Teresa’s.  The two realized how much they loved and missed each other and decided to commit to each other again, that night.  The only difference this time, was Juliet had not been forgotten about and Teresa was no longer Ken’s only love.

The very next afternoon Ken received a phone call from Juliet.  He had not told her yet that he had gotten back together with Teresa.  Juliet called to ask Ken if he wanted to go out of town with her and some friends to see a comedian that the two were huge fans of and then visit the Halloween attraction of a theme park in that area.  Ken had to decline the trip, explaining that he and Teresa were once again an “item” and that she would probably not be comfortable with him going.  The next words that came out of Juliet’s mouth would leave Ken shocked and confused.  These words would linger in his mind for many years to come and always make him wonder about what could have been.

Juliet’s reply to Ken was “I guess I will just have to find someone else to stay in my hotel room with me.”  From this point forward, Ken would never know if she was joking or if she really intended on spending a romantic weekend with him; giving him that one last chance to make up for the kiss he had never given her.

Years passed by and over this time Ken would talk to Juliet, even visit her sometimes, never telling Teresa about the encounters.  Eventually Juliet moved out of the state without any sort of notice.  She had left him a goodbye note that was never written.  Ken had to ask other friends what happened to her.  He eventually found out that she had moved and with that he moved on.

Ken and Teresa had a final split and Ken went back to his one night stands until he eventually met the woman that would turn into his wife.  Ken was out on his first valentines date with what would be his final girlfriend when he received a text from an unknown number that simply said “I Love You”.

If you have enjoyed Parts 1, 2, 3, 4, and 5 of “Hockey Pucks, Comedy Clubs, and a Goodbye Note That Was Never Written” please check back again tomorrow for part 6 which is the ending to this story.

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Hockey Pucks, Comedy Clubs, And A Goodbye Note That Was Never Written – Part 4

Posted on September 24, 2008. Filed under: Unrelated Tales | Tags: , , |

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It was the first day of his Senior year of high school.  Ken had made it to his last year, despite previous desires to just drop out and move on with life.  He knew that he could handle whatever was coming his way for this one final year.  Ken was upbeat and was ready to give the year a fresh start.  He had all but forgotten Juliet from his summer of decadence and on this morning he was given even more of a reason to forget.

Greeting Ken on his way to his first class was Teresa, the girl that he had just spent the weekend with, the girl that was only supposed to be a one night stand.  When Ken saw her again and she gave an innocent smile and a loving hug, he knew that this was going to be more than a one night stand or a weekend fling.

Ken and Teresa began officially dating shortly after the school year had started and almost instantly fell in love.  The two were almost inseparable – at school, at home, even on the drives from Teresa’s house to his; Ken would talk to her on the phone just to get in a second “good night”.  Life was great, Ken was in love and had replaced his former love with someone who he knew had loved him in return.  Life was great, that was, until the beginning of the second semester.

Ken, being a talented musician, but an awkward athlete had never taken a physical education class.  Since this was his last year, one of these courses were required.  After a meeting with his guidance counselor, Ken chose the class that seemed to take the least amount of effort and athletic ability.  If it wasn’t for this choice, my story would finish here and I could say that Ken lived happily ever after.  Not to say that he doesn’t, just saying that this choice alone propels this story further.

When Ken showed up for his new P.E. class he saw only one friend and was a little discouraged.  That was until right before the final bell rang, and there she was…. Juliet.  After all of these years, they were finally in the same class together.  The first conversation was surprisingly fluid and not awkward at all.  It was like two old friends catching up with each other.  Juliet talked about what she had been up to and the trail of guys she had left heartbroken.  Ken discussed his summer and his new love.  It was at this point that he conversation became awkward.  It was at this point that Ken had realized that his feelings for Juliet never really died, they just found a way to hide themselves.

Over the next several months Ken hid his real feelings towards Juliet from Teressa, explaining her as a friend and nothing more.  Now, this statement was somewhat true.  Ken would never cheat on Teressa because he did in fact love her very much.  However, Ken also had a love for Juliet that was different from the feelings he had for Teressa.  He could never explain it, but he knew the difference couldn’t be good.

Almost a year and a half after Ken and Teressa had started dating, Teressa thought that it might be a good idea that they take a break from each other.  They were too young to be this serious.  Ken was devastated, but by this time Juliet had become one of his best friends.  She was there for him the night that he was dumped.  She was the only reason that he was happy for that night.

Juliet and Ken when to a small party together.  Ken met up with another musician who also happened to bring a guitar with him to the party.  Ken and his new acquaintance both started playing some well known songs and got along great.  However, when Ken played a popular love song all by himself he happened to look over at Juliet and noticed that there was a different way that she looked at him.  He felt that she had begun to develop feelings for him, but they both knew that this was not the right time to express them.  There talks of hockey (which was the only sport Ken enjoyed) and comedians had built this bond between them a foundation of their relationship.  This foundation was now starting to be built upon and would only grow from there.

If you have enjoyed Parts 1, 2, 3, and 4 of “Hockey Pucks, Comedy Clubs, and a Goodbye Note That Was Never Written” please check back again tomorrow for part 5 of the story.

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Hockey Pucks, Comedy Clubs, and a Goodbye Note That Was Never Written – Part 3

Posted on September 23, 2008. Filed under: Unrelated Tales | Tags: , , |

If you are new to this blog, or missed Friday’s post.  You may want to read Part 1 of “Hockey Pucks, Comedy Clubs, and A Goodbye Note That Was Never Written” before continuing.

Days, Weeks, and Months past by.  Over time, Ken had found out that Juliet not only went to his school, but shared many mutual friends.  How could he have not noticed her sooner?

During that time Ken had also actually started talking to Juliet.  However, he had placed her so high up on a pedestal they could never get passed the “Hey Buddy – Have a good weekend?” conversation.  Ken stood by and watched as Juliet dated other guys, but not in the creepy stalker way.  Ken had his share of relationships, none of them ended well, and Juliet was always in the back of his mind.  Maybe he tried to hold his other girlfriends to the standard of Juliet.  I mean, they had never dated, but he had always imagined what it might be like.

Summer approached and Ken was able to ease Juliet out of his mind from that point going forward.  Absence can make the heart grow fonder, but it can also make the mind forgetful.  Ken went through his sophomore year with the occasional “hello’s” to Juliet, but never gave it another though.  She was still held on a pedestal, but no longer in the front of his mind.

Every once-in-a-while Ken would try to get a mutual friend to setup a date between Juliet and himself, but it never worked.  Juliet liked the confident guys that would ask her out for themselves.  Although, Ken was confident with most other girls, there was always something about Juliet that just turned him into a shy shell of himself.

Another year passed by and the story was repeated.

Now we find Ken in the summer between Junior and Senior year of high school.  Ken had worked full time all summer in an auto repair shop, but still found the time to party with his friends.  These parties were no longer as innocent as the Brandy’s.  There were many illegal activities taking place, and Ken had no qualms about participating.  He had a decent job for his age which produced a good amount of cash to spend on these parties that his friends threw.

With these parties Ken netted some one night stands, weekend regrets, and negative experiences.  A positive that came out of this summer was that Ken had found a new love.  On the last weekend of the summer Ken had met a girl, that by Monday, he was certain would be another one night stand.

The first day of his senior year of high school, Ken was headed toward his first class when he saw a beautiful, bright, smiling face.

If you have enjoyed Parts 1, 2, and 3 of “Hockey Pucks, Comedy Clubs, and a Goodbye Note That Was Never Written” please check back again tomorrow for part 4 of the story.

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Hockey Pucks, Comedy Clubs, and a Goodbye Note That Was Never Written – Part 2

Posted on September 22, 2008. Filed under: Unrelated Tales | Tags: , , |

If you are new to this blog, or missed Friday’s post.  You may want to read Part 1 of “Hockey Pucks, Comedy Clubs, and A Goodbye Note That Was Never Written” before continuing.

For the first time since the beginning of high school Ken woke up on his own, no assistance from his alarm clock, no nagging from his mother, no endearing licks from his dog, he awoke with a purpose – he needed to put a name to his memory.

The ride to school was a quiet one, not much different then any other day.  Only today, Ken didn’t even listen to the radio.  In his mind he had all of these thoughts of who she may be.  Jessica – no she couldn’t be Jessica, Jessica’s were never that nice to him before.  Crystal – no she didn’t look like a Crystal.  Julia – no, well, she might be a Julia, but that couldn’t have been her name.

All through first and second period, Ken ignored the lesson plans and continued his irritating game.  He hated playing it, but couldn’t stop.  Finally when the second period bell rang, a sense of relief.  Brandy was in his next class and she could surely give him a name.

Ken arrived at his class early and waited for Brandy to walk in.  When she finally arrived she was still in the midst of conversation about her party from the weekend.  Ken not wanting to interrupt for fear of embarrassment, waited until right before class started.  He approached Brandy and said “the girl… I danced with… she… was…. who” the built up anticipation and everlasting butterflies in his stomach were now affecting his speech.  The tardy bell rang before Brandy could even respond to his poorly worded question, now putting even more time between him and his answer.

Luckily Brandy sat close to Ken in class so he was still able to give her that “sad puppy dog look” that wreaked of pity and desperation.  Nearly half way through class, Brandy slipped Ken a note that simply read – “Her name is Juliet”.

I was so cliche, and he had been so close in his guesses.  Was Brandy just messing with him?  To Ken, mean jokes between friends were all to common – his twisted sense of humor made him laugh the hardest at jokes like this and his friends all seemed to share the same sentiment.  She couldn’t have been messing with him, I mean, this is important stuff at this age.  Ken looked at Brandy with the same serious/pitiful look as before and he knew she wasn’t kidding.  His Cinderella now had a name.

But what good is a name – Ken needed to come up with a plan on how he could meet Juliet again.  At this point, he wasn’t even sure if they went to the same school.  For the rest of the day, the name Juliet ran through his head – well not just the name of course.  Her eyes, her smile, her hair, her touch.  Ken had fallen hard and all he had was a name and a memory.  Who could cast a spell on someone like that?  Juliet could, that’s who.

If you have enjoyed Parts 1 and 2 of “Hockey Pucks, Comedy Clubs, and a Goodbye Note That Was Never Written” please check back again tomorrow for part 3 of the story.

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