listening to: brainiac – nothing ever changes
So…my sister’s boyfriend got his doctoral degree here. He also got his undergrad at Oberlin and his masters at Minnesota, thus how he and my sister know eachother. He lives in Chicago now, but I guess plays in Sinfonia de Camera, and thus comes back occasionally.
And…I’ve never met the guy. Back in May when I was tearing my hair out with deciding whether or not to transfer, he actually called me (if you recall reading of a certain mystery person in my archives, that was him), and we had a twenty-minute conversation about just…random stuff, the University of Illinois being included to a high degree in that assortment of random stuff. I also saw him onstage with the Peoria Symphony, but I’ve never met him face-to-face.
Since he’s been around at the U of I, a lot of music students know him, particularly Katherine from my string quartet. In fact, just two nights ago, we were talking about him, and I was saying that I’d never met the guy and didn’t quite even know what he really looked like, or if he actually existed on in the same dimension that I live in.
So last night, I’m practicing on the 4th floor after we finish rehearsing Prokofiev, and as I’m settling into a practice-room, I see Katherine talking to some tall violinist-guy with dark hair, and I thinks to myself “hmmm. could that POSSIBLY be Andrew, my sister’s elusive boyfriend?” And this guy and Katherine walk RIGHT PAST ME, and Katherine says something about our rehearsal, but no introductions or comment or anything. So I figured maybe it was all just in my head.
Until today when I was talking to Kyra and she told me that was DEFINITELY Andrew, as he’s playing with Sinfonia this week and AAAAH.
I’m going to yell at Katherine today, because…well…yeah! Would really like to meet this guy I had random good conversation with who is dating my sister! Even something along the lines of “Hey, Andrew, this is your crazy girlfriend’s loserly little sister who is in my quartet” would have been nice. Maybe Katherine thought that he would say something to ME. But I mean, he doesn’t know what I really look like, either. I am the polar opposite of my sister in pigment and favored-colors (she is red, I am green). The only feasible connection he could have made is the fact that I sound JUST LIKE her.
So I feel like an idiot. I have his cell-phone number programed into my phone. I’m considering just calling him and being like “yeah. i don’t mean to be weird by just randomly calling you –though you are dating my sister so you MUST be acquainted with weird– but I TOTALLY SPOTTED YOU IN THE MUSIC BUILDING LAST NIGHT and had NO IDEA WHO YOU WERE. That’s all.”