Each Side of the Story | Unrequited Love Literature Club

“At least come up with some ideas.” The client sat before me with a sullen expression.

“I understand what you are trying to say. However...”

“Just come back when you have something. This level of talk is a waste of time. I’m starting to rethink the order itself.”

Cutting off our desperate attempts to argue our case, the client declared the meeting over.

We are a company of five, including part-timers. For a jack-of-all-trades firm that handles flyers, catalogs, and website production, losing trust is a matter of life and death.

“Still, that representative is awful, isn’t he? He just forces his own logic and convenience on us.”

My colleague grumbled while driving the company car on the way back. Unlike my agitated colleague, I was surprisingly calm. This is the benefit of working in a two-person team. When one gets heated, the other stays cool.

However, the moment I uttered the brave words, “It can’t be helped; he has his own logic,” a different set of feelings swirled inside me.

My colleague and I fell silent, exchanging no further words.

The desire to argue back and the urge to burst into tears. Was she feeling this way yesterday, too?

“At least come up with some ideas.” When I said that, she stayed silent.

We were discussing our next date. I suggested where to go and what to see, and she nodded at every point. She kept repeating, “That sounds good,” or “That’s lovely.” I was getting a little irritated with her for that.

We aren’t quite at the stage where we can call ourselves lovers. It was as if I had forced my unrequited love onto her.

I had approached her because I liked her quiet, obedient nature. Yet, there are times when I grow to hate that very behavior in her.

I am doing the same thing as that client earlier. Without listening to what the other person has to say, I am speaking only from my own thoughts and my own position. Is it that I just want to have my own way? No, perhaps I am just taking the other person for granted.

Perhaps because the meeting was cut short, the roads were emptier than I expected. We would be back at the office in ten minutes.

Once I get back to the office, I have to do something about the materials to resubmit to the client immediately. While thinking that, I decided to send an apology email to her.

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