do you have a card,
she says, after
meeting over drinks
and calamari.
give me your card,
your business card.
you're nice. I like you.
maybe we can do business
together sometime.
so you hand her your
card, she pulls out
a stack of other cards
from her purse and
removes the rubber band.
she slips your card
into the stack.
thanks, she says.
thanks for giving
me your card, here's
mine. then looks
at her watch
and says, oh my
look at the time.
she's a very busy
girl.
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