John pressed the power button of his 4-D materialize and the room of the small apartment where he lived for eight months and a half was populated immediately colored shapes. Meanwhile, the speakers, a soft voice repeating for the umpteenth time that year on the Feast of Icsmas no woman could help but that this perfume bottle in the shape of the horse's head, nor males of that watch wrist with eighty different programmable functions, including the possibility of ordering a cappuccino at a distance in his favorite bar and enter the room in sync with the service of the waiter at your table, just like the guy who was spending on advertising hours. Not to mention the new materialized in 5-D now that all his colleagues had already bought or reserved for some time and that he would remain a wet dream for who knows yet As. The day before, listening to the news that he spoke of the strange celebration in a small village in Colombia arretratissimo, for a moment he remembered that when he was a boy his grandfather told him that once the party was called "Christmas" and so was occurred for many years, until the media had suddenly stopped giving her that name and soon everyone had adjusted to the idea that the name of that day in late December could not be that Icsmas and that nothing was Icsmas the day of the year dedicated to gifts.
Yeah, the fact remained that there were only two days to the fateful date and he had no idea how he would get a gift for her. He had in mente una gran cosa, per carità, un braccialetto, un ciondolo con un brillantino o qualcosa del genere. Non voleva mica metterla in imbarazzo, in fondo con Paola si conoscevano appena. Lei aveva cominciato a lavorare alla reception appena un mese prima e in quel poco tempo si era creata una simpatia fatta di sorrisi, rapidi ma intensi sguardi e quelle poche parole scambiate al mattino prima di salire al piano dove si trovava il reparto vendite, quando usciva per la pausa pranzo e molto più raramente alla sera finito il lavoro, dato che lei cominciava molto presto e usciva sempre almeno un'ora prima di lui. Forse quella simpatia era solo uno dei suoi soliti castelli in aria, visto che non poteva sapere se si trattasse della normale cortesia di una nuova arrivata nei confronti dei colleghi più "anziani", però chissà. Magari invece anche lei non aspettava altro che un suo cenno, un gesto, un invito... Ecco, dopo averle dato il regalo magari l'avrebbe invitata da qualche parte per passare insieme l'ultimo dell'anno. Per una volta, lui che non faceva mai il primo passo, avrebbe tanto voluto buttarsi.
Quel pomeriggio maledetto, appena uscito dal lavoro aveva fatto un'attenta e meticolosa esplorazione dei negozi del centro per trovare un oggetto carino da portarle la mattina dopo, l'ultima possibilità che aveva prima della chiusura dei loro uffici. Era stato un fallimento totale. In ogni posto dove era entrato, anche l'oggettino più piccolo che potesse ritenersi degno della sua attenzione had an incomparable cost to the state of its finances. The scene was always the same: it supported the monocle in the eye of the recognition system and the lady looked a bit 'disgusted with the display but the usual deadpan voice so polite as saying: "I'm very sorry sir, but you do not have enough credits to purchase this product. " And he cursed the day he bought the damn electronic razor blades spinning at 15, he thought those days were supposed to go yet before you have your next paycheck and be able to finally return to feeling a consumer like everyone else and not a residual of shit with a scrub brush to remove the water that was more or less what best suited to the eye the cashier before.
Suddenly he remembered a spot of local advertising casually that he had seen the day before on the screen to lift the floor of his house, walked down the 43 floors that separated his apartment from the mainland. He spoke of a medical center near his home offering credits in exchange for blood donations. Yeah, because no one would dream of giving their blood for free to someone else, God forbid. Yet it is said that once people did it, who knows if it's true. Anyway, why not try? The next morning he would wake up very early and before going to work would be gone from that center. Then sprint to the store where there was that bitch the cashier, just to see how to change this time his face while doing the packet. And then always in a hurry to work, just in time for the last entry in the morning before they closed the turnstiles at entry. It went through that turnstile, you! Yes, she wanted her little surprise for Paola was the best moment of the day's work. It would not make her wait.
Imagine instead what was his surprise when the next morning, getting out of breath in the lobby of that buildin 'with her beautiful little bag in his hand, he saw that behind the reception desk there was Paola. Total disbelief and with glassy eyes at the edge of tears John turned to older colleagues sitting next to the empty desk asking explanations. "Paola has called this morning saying it is not," he said, "seems to have his father is very ill in hospital." For a moment he stood speechless, unsure what to do and completely incapable of thinking. Then he regained his lucidity, he did say if they knew which hospital he was and went to his head to feel that it would take a morning's permission. He already knew what it would itch, but that would go to hell! At that moment, John would not have stopped at nothing, not even in the face of a threat of dismissal.
acceptance of the hospital, where he gave out piteously for a grandson become infirm, she prayed silently that he remembered bene il suo cognome, ma per fortuna dopo una trentina di secondi che a lui parvero ore, l'infermiera disse che il paziente era appena uscito dalla rianimazione e che per ora c'erano solo i parenti ad assisterlo. Tuttavia, l'orario delle visite sarebbe cominciato tra dieci minuti e quindi se avesse avuto un po' di pazienza avrebbe potuto trovarlo al terzo piano stanza 33.
In quei dieci minuti si ripeté mentalmente almeno 150 volte la frase di circostanza che avrebbe voluto dirle per non sembrare inopportuno a presentarsi lì in un momento per lei così drammatico. La ripassò così bene che non appena se la trovò di fronte seduta nelle poltroncine di plastica della sala d'aspetto del terzo piano disse solo...
- Ciao...
She raised her head, revealing two terrible dark circles. He also managed to find her so attractive.
- Hello John ... What are you doing here?
Behold, I knew it! Figure of shit. Just the opposite of what I should do. And I do not have anything to say, shit, shit, shit ... He thought her to remove it from embarrassment.
- Have you been nice to come. (Bright smile) Think not that of my friends called me none. Bitches! Yes, one of them even sent me a message on your handheld to ask him how he was, imagine a messaggino! Too busy to buy those stupid gifts Icsmas ... John
instinctively hid behind the hand holding the package. She still felt pretty stupid standing there like a sausage in front of her, but now a bit 'less than before. Above all, she'd smile ... And he was about to pass out in front. Finally he managed to utter at least two words.
- But how's your father? What happened?
- now thankfully out of danger, but we are having really bad. Yesterday morning he had a car accident and had a deep wound to his leg. He lost a lot of blood and the doctors did not know how to do it because you know he has a rare blood type and blood banks could not find anything that was compatible ... Then the miracle happened this morning. They called the donation center and they said that just this morning a boy had presented early, practically at the opening, to donate blood and like a miracle, in fact, his blood group was just what my dad. Of course they knew that the hospital was waiting and brought here to ride the bags refrigerated for transfusion. The medical director said he would stand up to another hour, maybe less ...
- Really?
- Yes, I told you. I thought it was a supernatural sign. I know it's stupid to think so, but for a moment I thought a. .. But what have you? You are pale ... And then ... But are you crying?
- No, no ... Imagine ... um ... It 's just that I have done the stairs too much travel ...
- The stairs, but if you get in the elevator here in front of ... (Laughs) And that bag in his hand what is it?
- Ah, nothing remains of my breakfast ... Indeed, since here there is a basket ... By the way, what are your plans for New Year?
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