Friday, the Weekend and the Theater

Friday, the Weekend and the Theater

It was after five on Friday. Natacha and Jonathan were the only two people there. Everyone else had left. It had been a productive week although it was a dark one. It was the end of Jonathan’s first week with the department. He was fitting in very nicely. Everyone liked and got along really well with him.

On Monday, he had invited her to have lunch with him so he could tell her more about New York after she had expressed her desire to visit the city. “You can’t go to New York City without visiting the Statue of Liberty, The Empire State Building, Central Park, Madison Square Garden, Rockefeller Center, Times Square, Greenwich Village, The Metropolitan Museum and The National September 11 Memorial & Museum,” he told her.

She had wanted to ask him if he had gone to New York alone but instead, she asked him, “What about Broadway? Did you go and see any of the shows there?”

“Of course. I went to see 1776 and Death of a Salesman. Make sure to catch at least one show when you go there.”

The lunch hour had gone by very quickly. While they had been in the Commissary, Tara and Jennifer had spotted them because they went there to use the microwaves. Natacha knew that they were watching but she ignored them, her eyes riveted on Jonathan’s face as he spoke. She was relieved, however, when they left and thankful that they hadn’t decided to stay and have lunch there which would have been uncharacteristic for them. They always ate at their desks.

When she returned to her desk, Tara asked her, “How was lunch?”

Smiling sweetly, she had replied, “It was great!” She was sure that they had told the rest of the group but she didn’t care. There was no policy against a manager having lunch with another staff member.

Well, it was Friday and she was looking forward to the weekend. She would probably just relax, read and watch TV. Did Jonathan have plans? She couldn’t imagine him spending the weekend at home alone. She didn’t know if he was in a relationship. Tara had asked Magda but she didn’t know.

She went to her cubicle and signed off her computer. After putting away her notebook and pen in the top drawer, she took her knapsack out of the bottom drawer. She glanced out of the window and saw that the sun was shining. It would be a nice walk to the subway. She pulled the knapsack onto her back and left her desk.

She stopped by Jonathan’s office. He was sitting at his desk but glanced up when she popped her head in. “Come in,” he bade her.

She went in. “I was just leaving and wanted to say goodbye.”

He stood up, went to the door and looked out. “Everyone has left.”

“Yes. They usually leave earlier on Fridays.”

“What about you? Are you usually here at this time?”

“Not usually. I usually leave at 4:30 but today, I just wanted to catch up on a couple of things.”

“How do you get to work?”

“I take the TTC.”

“Do you leave far from here?”

“No. I live at Yonge and Lawrence East.”

“How long does it take you to get here?”

“About 40 minutes.”

“I live at Bayview and Sheppard. When I was working at our studio in Scarborough, I used to drive but now that I’m working downtown, I take the TTC as well. If you give me a couple of minutes, we can take the subway together. That is if you don’t mind the company.”

“No, I don’t mind the company.” She was thrilled. Tara, Jennifer and Sandra would be green with envy.

“Are you busy tomorrow afternoon?” he asked.

She shook her head.

“A friend gave me two tickets to the Tina Turner Musical at Mirvish. Would you be interested in going?”

“With you?” Did he just ask her to go and see a musical with him? Did that mean that he didn’t have girlfriend? If he did, wouldn’t he be going with her? And if he had a girlfriend and she couldn’t go wouldn’t he pass and give the tickets to her or to another staff member instead?

“Yes or if you think it’s inappropriate for me to ask you to go with me, I can give you both tickets and you can go with someone else.”

“No. I don’t think it’s inappropriate for us to go together.”

“Good. It’s at 2pm. I can meet you there.”

“All right.”

“Okay. I’ll pack up now and we can leave.”

Sources: Viator; Touropia; Broadway World