The Life and Times of the Curious Cockroach

Date: April 18th, 2011
Location: The Village

You would think that a blooming young lady, who comes to France from the faraway lands of Canada, would at some point find herself in a most unfortunate situation. No doubt she’d meet a charming lad during her stay in France, and everything — decisions, emotions, visa extensions — would become impossibly sticky. The young lady would be trapped like a fly in a web, bobbing this way and that, slowly being digested by her own thoughts. Needless to say, her stay in France would become a nightmare and she’d live unhappily ever after.

But worry not! This young lady has steered clear of this risk, and not a drop of wit was required. For, dearest reader, she happens to live in a deep gentlemen-less void that some like to call the countryside.  There is no one here , of either gender, who is close to her age. They’ve all gone to the big cities to work or study. So unless this lady dates one of her highschool students (never), or a retiree (never), she is to remain safe and single.

There have been some encounters with the third kind — let’s be honest. One of them occurred during an evening walk. The Canadian lady in question was out and about, window shopping at the Cheese House, when a young gentleman crossed her path. The two looked at each other, first startled, then suspicious, as if to say: “What are you doing here? Clearly there’s something wrong with you.” And without further ado, they continued their separate ways…though at a slightly quicker pace.

Such is the dating scene at the countryside.

See you next week,
The Curious Cockroach