I've got to know

In the past week I realized something about myself. I'm a busy-body. I want to know exactly what is going on.

Geoff and I went out to lunch at a local pizza place. The store next to them is now empty and, I assumed, they are expanding into that space. There is a big hole in the wall of the pizza place that is covered by tarp. While we were eating we could hear work going on in the new space. It drove me crazy that I had no idea what was going on on the other side of that tarp.

For nine years of my life, the nine years that I was on the Board of Health, I knew everything that was going on in this town. I would have reviewed the plans for the construction. I would have known if it was the same menu or an expanded menu. I would have known every single thing about what was happening behind that blasted tarp.

I asked Geoff if he knew what they were doing and he said that it wasn't a Planning Board issue. That was it - no frustration in his voice that he was in the dark too. It didn't seem to bother him at all that he had no idea what they were doing. How could he be so calm about it?

When I got back to the office I had to call a friend who is still in the know. So now I know about the menu (the same as what they have), the decor (granite table tops - much nicer than the cafeteria type seating they now have) and the service (there will be waitstaff). I feel much better now, but sure wish I had thought to ask her about the Starbucks rumors when had her on the phone.