bobby

There was a lawyer I worked with when I was in my 20s when many people called me Bobby. Hearing someone I didn’t like call me that sounded too intimate. I didn’t see us as friends and I didn’t like the implication by virtue of this sound that we were close, at least in his mind. I decided from then on when people meet me I’ll introduce myself as Bob, it made me feel like I had a buffer. When people today call me Bobby it means either I knew them a long time ago or it means they are friends with someone who knew me a very long time ago otherwise it’s a dead giveaway they don’t know me.

 
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One time we played north in Frobisher Bay. Pretty small place. Someone approached us and offered to take us to see the countryside like as if Frobisher Bay was a big City and maybe we want to have a break from those 12 cars “downtown” at rush hour. We agreed and he flew a single engine airplane a few kilometres away landing on a frozen lake within the frozen north. We got out and walked in different directions (not making a metaphor). Immediately smacked with unknown silence. In fact now the secret was out, all we previously took for silence wasn’t. Haven’t heard it since.
 
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Sometimes people who are getting to know me develop a special tone of voice and pose to me a special question. Sounds nonchalant, just this very second it occurred to them for the first time. It’s like a cross between the tone to bring up assisted suicide with a dying friend and the tone of kids going door to sell chocolates raising money for their sports team. It goes
 
“Can I ask you a question?”
 
I’m a musician. I have a good ear. I recognize unique sounds, this has happened 96,082 times before. I count to three and by two they go “Why did you leave Blue Rodeo?”
 
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