One day in 2012, I was due to meet a friend of mine at 5 p.m., but for whatever reason they were running late. I waited at the meeting spot for them to arrive and then at about 5:15 p.m. to my pleasant surprise along came Oscar Taylor-Kent. He asked me what I was doing waiting around in that spot and I told him that I was waiting for somebody and that they were running late. Sadly, he had a bus to catch, so he couldn’t stay long and had to leave.

A short while later my friend finally arrived. She grabbed onto me and said rather franticly “I’m so sorry! I got delayed and I really didn’t mean to be so late.”

“Oh, don’t worry about it,” I said, thinking it was quite an overreaction, “I didn’t really mind waiting around, it wasn’t that long.”

“But I just saw Oscar,” she said, “and he told me that you were really upset because of me running so late.”

“He was only joking. I can assure you that I’m not at all bothered by it.”

But, as much as I’d have liked to, I didn’t think I was able to convince her very well as she appeared to have fallen for Oscar’s prank entirely and was convinced that I was just being nice in order to hide how torn up I was about it all. For ages she was holding onto me and acting as if she had caused something terrible to happen to me. Luckily, I think she realised afterward and we enjoyed a delicious pizza together.

(Don’t miss today’s Finger Puppet Show.)

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