A Grace and Frankie moment if ever there was one …

Yesterday afternoon my friend Sharon sent me a clipping from 18 years ago, when there was a massive black-out in Ontario. The series of events we went through seems hilarious now but back then, not nearly as funny. At the time she and I were partners in a small ad agency.

For us the adventure started a few days before. We were working on a project that involved the acquiring of a very large number of all kinds of luxury items, from American Express Be My Guest certificates to Louis Vuitton bags, golf clubs, TVs, you name it.

Without going into all the gory details, let’s just say there was an epic screw up

Just a couple of days before the deadline we found ourselves — at 5:00 or 6:00 pm no less — with no merchandise! None. Zip. Zilch. The supplier had totally let us down. There was no time to get angry, no time for blame, no time for tears, no time to run and hide, no time to do anything but come up with a solution — pronto!

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Day 355. Who’s Yours?

Lucy and Ethel.  Thelma and Louise.  Mary and Rhoda.  Carrie and Charlotte and Miranda and Samantha.  lucy and ethelThere’s a theme going on here.  Have you figured it out yet?

They’re best friends.

Fictional best friends, to be sure.  But best friends, none the less.  You know what I’m talking about, don’t you?  The kind of friends who are there for you, no matter what.  Through thick and thin.  In good times and in bad.  Friends you can always count on.  Friend’s you’d go to hell and back for.  Friends who know all your secrets.  And you, theirs.

Which was the subject of this past Thursday’s WordPress Daily Prompt:

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