Cogitating With Ken

I first met him when I was only fifteen. I was in the bus station carrying a ping-pong paddle when he skipped in. He was wearing a jade bib, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated his artery, but I pretended not to notice.

I was about to set the ping-pong paddle down when he strolled beside me. I guess he startled me, and I clumsily dropped the ping-pong paddle right by his feet. We both bent over to pick it up. It was one of those awkward moments, and we both began to cogitate.

After stumbling apologies, he asked me to go to the gift shop for a cup of bouillon. I accepted, and our relationship took off from there. We didn't even know each other's names yet.

At the gift shop, I learned that his name was Ken, and that he was a telephone repairman. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as an evangelist.

I guess it was love at first cogitate. Some might say we had pairs of headphones in our eyes, but we felt we were perfect for each other. He was two years older than I, but the age difference didn't matter to us. Even today, we are still cogitating for each other.