Yesterday I loved saying 'Yes'
Danny Wallace went through a stage of saying yes to everything. Why can't I?
So I tried it yesterday. It started off with my boss asking if I could cover an extra shift. Yes.
A work meeting .. tomorrow's my last 'official' day so not too many tasks for me to take on. Should we have a staff night out next week? Yes .
Coming home from work at 10pm I plan to stop at Tescos to buy laundry powder and wash my clothes, like sensible people do on Friday nights. As I stepped off the bus a random group of people .. an Australian guy and girl plus an Irish guy .. ask me if I want to go for a drink with them. Yes.
I find myself in a group of Aussies, Irish and French people. I'm the token Zimbabwean. We're in a pub where there is amazing live South American music. Do you want a pint? Yes.
Another? Yes. Please.
The bar closes but now it's my turn to buy a round. Most of the group head home, it's just the Aussie guy Andrew and I left. They had been in the Meadows park earlier playing frisbee, somehow he'd picked up a girls pair of shoes that had been left there. Andrew had lost a pair of his own shoes there a few weeks ago so it's possibly a fair swap. Do you wanna wear 'the shoes'? Yes. I'm not your Cinderella, they do not fit.
Shall we play frisbee whilst walking uptown? Yes he replies. Soon everyone on the street is involved in a big game and a lot of laughs!
We try my local hangout, Pivo, but apparently we don't fit the dress code. We head to the pub just above and I clear my debt in pints. Suddenly I'm part of a new group, 2 Spanish girls with mullet hairstyles, piercings and the most beautiful eyes. Another 2 girls arrive, one German and a Greek dressed head to toe in black. They are fascinating and so much fun to talk to.
'The shoes' come out and they fit one of the Spanish girls perfectly. She has just arrived in Edinburgh so her English is not great but she graciously accepts her present.
Pub closes. Should we head uptown? Yes. Another game of frisbee follows.
We arrive on the Royal Mile. There is a busker playing an accordion. Would you like to dance he asks me? Yes. I enquire where in Italy is he from. He turns out to be Scottish. I confiscate the instrument and proceed to play it myself whilst he performs miming acts with the legendary frisbee. Luckily for everyone else he soon claims back his accordion.
It's time for me to go home, I bid these people farewell after accepting an invitation to bbq and game of lawn bowls tomorrow. A friend phones me to see if I'm out. Yes. Do you want a lift home? Yes. It's such a warm night, do you want to go to the beach and swim. Yes.
I get home at 4am. Absolute madness considering the extra shift I accepted starts at 8am!?
Well worth it.
So I tried it yesterday. It started off with my boss asking if I could cover an extra shift. Yes.
A work meeting .. tomorrow's my last 'official' day so not too many tasks for me to take on. Should we have a staff night out next week? Yes .
Coming home from work at 10pm I plan to stop at Tescos to buy laundry powder and wash my clothes, like sensible people do on Friday nights. As I stepped off the bus a random group of people .. an Australian guy and girl plus an Irish guy .. ask me if I want to go for a drink with them. Yes.
I find myself in a group of Aussies, Irish and French people. I'm the token Zimbabwean. We're in a pub where there is amazing live South American music. Do you want a pint? Yes.
Another? Yes. Please.
The bar closes but now it's my turn to buy a round. Most of the group head home, it's just the Aussie guy Andrew and I left. They had been in the Meadows park earlier playing frisbee, somehow he'd picked up a girls pair of shoes that had been left there. Andrew had lost a pair of his own shoes there a few weeks ago so it's possibly a fair swap. Do you wanna wear 'the shoes'? Yes. I'm not your Cinderella, they do not fit.
Shall we play frisbee whilst walking uptown? Yes he replies. Soon everyone on the street is involved in a big game and a lot of laughs!
We try my local hangout, Pivo, but apparently we don't fit the dress code. We head to the pub just above and I clear my debt in pints. Suddenly I'm part of a new group, 2 Spanish girls with mullet hairstyles, piercings and the most beautiful eyes. Another 2 girls arrive, one German and a Greek dressed head to toe in black. They are fascinating and so much fun to talk to.
'The shoes' come out and they fit one of the Spanish girls perfectly. She has just arrived in Edinburgh so her English is not great but she graciously accepts her present.
Pub closes. Should we head uptown? Yes. Another game of frisbee follows.
We arrive on the Royal Mile. There is a busker playing an accordion. Would you like to dance he asks me? Yes. I enquire where in Italy is he from. He turns out to be Scottish. I confiscate the instrument and proceed to play it myself whilst he performs miming acts with the legendary frisbee. Luckily for everyone else he soon claims back his accordion.
It's time for me to go home, I bid these people farewell after accepting an invitation to bbq and game of lawn bowls tomorrow. A friend phones me to see if I'm out. Yes. Do you want a lift home? Yes. It's such a warm night, do you want to go to the beach and swim. Yes.
I get home at 4am. Absolute madness considering the extra shift I accepted starts at 8am!?
Well worth it.
posted by Shirlz at 11:45 am
3 Comments:
haha like your blog, specially the Yes day, everyone should take one of those days.. :)
Great day! 'Yes' days are fun once in a while but life will become a mess if it happens everyday.
Thanks guys. It certainly couldn't be done everyday but it is nice once in a while to drop all securities and see what surprises happen. The people I met seem to be like-minded and becoming good acquaintances of mine now!
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