Starting from the next day onwards, I am never going to attend another networking event like that ever again, even if a friend like Fatima shows up. Count me out! I went to the event with Fatima due to not seeing her for a long while at that point, and the fact that we both want to get into the film industry. I’m the aspiring writer/director, while she is the aspiring actress/ingénue. Mind you, it wasn’t a total disaster.
We were well having a hell of a reunion, and we ended up going to a nearby pub to catch up privately. Firkin on Bloor was closest one we could find at that time of night, and if my memories serve me well, we had a good meal and had fun like we did at the Cheesecake Factory at Yorkdale mall. Accounting for the dinner and private catch up at the end of the night, I should have had anything but a disaster. Not the worst night after all, really. The end ended up saving it from us having the worst time of our lives. I still think that it was worst networking event I’ve been to thus far.
Also, see Chapters 73 and 75.
Also, see Chapters 73 and 75.
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