Talking to Addison. Jenny Colgan

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      ‘Ehm …’ I thought frantically. This conversation, however demeaning, was the only thing I had going on, and it was about to finish two seconds after I said ‘florist’. And they may all have been wankers, but they were handsome, rich wankers, so a girl has got to try. Now, let me see: Astronaut? Philosopher? Nurse? Ooh, they loved that.

      ‘I’m a nurse,’ I said. It was worth it just to see their little faces light up.

      ‘Way-hey!’ shouted one of them. ‘What kind of nurse?’

      I took another slurp of champagne. ‘I work in the … waterworks department.’

      James 2 turned white.

      ‘Don’t worry, I’ve washed my hands.’

      ‘Oi! Jimmy! Egbert! Finn! Come and meet Kate’s flatmate – she’s a nurse!’

      I hate boys.

      Kate shot me a deadly look. I cringed at her. I’d only meant it as a laugh, but if she blew me out, I’d have to basically destroy myself with humbleness.

      The other lads came over. They were a bit pissed, and up for ribbing someone they appeared to think was somewhat akin to a prostitute, but with an even kinder heart.

      ‘Do you have to, like, you know, rub ointment in, like Joanne Whalley-Kilmer in The Singing Detective?’ asked one of them, breathless.

      ‘Sometimes.’ I nodded sagely. ‘Usually when I’m on night shift.’

      There was a collective groan.

      ‘Do, ahem, nurses still wear uniforms these days …?’ asked one of them, under the pretence of historical analysis.

      ‘Oh yes. At St Mungo’s our uniforms are white: it’s like a hangover from the days when it used to be run by’ – my pièce de résistance – ‘nuns.’

      ‘Ooh.’

      ‘What do you find most interesting in your field? I mean, aren’t you working a lot on prostate disease? Do you find this is becoming more of an environmental syndrome, or does it retain its genetic antecedence?’

      Shite! This came from Finn, the one I’d noticed earlier, with the smeared glasses. Smart aleck bastard. A collective groan went up from the other boys. I wondered what a prostate was. I knew it was something to do with willies, but I didn’t know what.

      ‘Ehm … really, with the greenhouse effect it’s all getting pretty environmental,’ I stammered.

      ‘Really? Is that true? How fascinating! Where else do you see this type of phenomenon …?’

      Annoyingly, the other boys were starting to turn their backs on me. They were obviously used to whoever this mega-nerd was, and sexy nurse was being replaced with scientist nurse. Boo. Kate was still throwing visual daggers in my direction.

      ‘Oh, all over the place,’ I said carelessly.

      ‘Really … oh, I know you’re off duty now, and I hate to bother you, but medicine is a real interest of mine and …’ He flushed. ‘Ahem … would you like to get together to discuss it sometime?’

      ‘Sure,’ I said. You really have to be a troll for me not to agree to go on a date with you. I’ve always figured it’s a law of averages. Of course, that probably explains a lot about my life.

      ‘OK! OK, brilliant,’ he said, clearly surprised and a bit overwhelmed. ‘Ehm … I know, what about the Natural History Museum?’

      What? But you’re a rich City person. I mean, surely I deserved the Oxo Tower at least?

      ‘Next Saturday? Are you on duty?’

      I reluctantly said no, I wasn’t on duty, which at least was the truth.

      ‘Great! I’ll meet you there at two! OK! Fantastic! Brilliant!’ Unable to stop thanking me, he retreated back to his group of Jameses, where I was disgusted to see him being slapped on the back by his friends. And I wasn’t too proud of myself, either.

      Kate came over. ‘Well, you’ve certainly made an impression. Do they know you actually run a daisy hospital?’

      ‘I’m sorry, Kate. No one would have spoken to me otherwise. AND, hey, it worked! I got a date!’

      ‘Finn is not a date. He’s a walking CD-ROM.’

      ‘That doesn’t sound too bad to me. What does he do?’

      ‘He’s developing string theory for stock markets.’

      ‘Wow, I don’t know what that is, but it sounds like he must be RICH.’

      ‘No – wow, he must be DULL. Just a friendly warning … Oh, and he actually works for the University of London, doing a research project, so he’s not even rich.’

      ‘I’m going to the Natural History Museum with a student?’

      ‘And he’s going with a nurse.’

      

      The ‘party’ didn’t last too long after that. Bizarrely, the pub shut at nine – it was probably run by the banks, making sure their bonus-slaves didn’t stay up too late enjoying their youth. So we found ourselves back round the kitchen table, slightly drunk, by ten o’clock, opening another bottle of wine. Kate was talking about how much shit she put up with at work, but I kept getting confused with all those Jameses, so I just nodded along generally.

      Josh finally returned, a bit wobbly on his gin and tonics.

      ‘I got a date!’ I hollered, as soon as he walked in the room.

      ‘No!’ he said, clearly amazed.

      ‘Yeah, a full-on nerd date,’ said Kate, leaning into her glass of wine.

      Josh sat down, his eyes shining.

      ‘Tell me,’ he said, ‘how did he ask you?’

      ‘Well, he just said, “Would you like to go to the Natural History Museum …?”’

      ‘Under false pretences,’ said Kate.

      ‘And you said yes,’ said Josh, breathless with admiration.

      ‘Yup!’

      ‘He just said, “Would you like to go to the Natural History Museum”?’

      ‘Apparently they let you in half-price if you don’t know anything about science,’ added Kate.

      ‘And that’s all it takes to ask a girl out.’

      ‘That’s all it takes to ask me out,’ I said, before Kate pointed it out.

      ‘Wow,’ said Josh. ‘It’s that simple.’

      ‘It’s СКАЧАТЬ