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Note: Background images in December 2002 and January 2003 journal entries are selected from Frances Ku's collection of her original watercolours.
Bon Journal
Persistent Romeo
He came up to me hesitatingly.
"You remind me of a Japanese pianist who once played in Rome," he said.
"Oh, really?"
Encouraged by my smile, he invited me to share a bottle of Italian wine.
I thanked him and said that I'll talk to him during my break as I must continue.
He followed me to the restaurant and asked if he could sit with me while I ate. After introducing himself briefly, he asked me where I came from.
It's the usual formalities. Why do I have an American accent? Where do I live? How long have I been here?
"You have a sexy way of eating," he said.
"You're such a charmer," I said.
"Please, come to my room."
"No, I'm sorry. I have to go home."
"Please, it's just this one night. I might never come back to this place again."
"No, I don't do that."
The more I said no, the more he persisted. He scribbled his room number on a piece of paper and gave it to me. I pushed it back without even looking at it.
"I will wait for you," he said finally.
What is this? Did I encourage him? Is he a man in heat? I'm not even attracted to him. It's just polite conversation. Had I been ten years younger, I might have been unable to say no, fearing that I would make him feel rejected. But now, I could care less.
The way to a woman's heart is not through persistence and insistence. And it's certainly not a way to a pianist's heart to wait for a call. The way to a pianist's heart is to sit and listen to her music. And the way to a woman's heart? Dream on, Romeo!
