Walking into poles

Georgie loved her new phone, the Galaxy Samsung S4 was everything she’d ever dreamed of, it was smooth, dark, chic, sophisticated and intelligent, just like the perfect man she’d never met. But there was one small problem with it.  So enamoured was she with her new device that she couldn’t put it down even when she was walking down the street. This meant that she kept bumping into things, or more precisely into poles. Why are towns so populated with poles? She’d never noticed them before... and she wasn’t noticing them now. Did her town really need so many signs, so many lampposts, so many telegraph poles? She had bruises on her arms, on her forehead and on her legs all caused by these daft inanimate objects that kept jumping out at her.

You’d think she’d learn her lesson, once bitten twice shy and all that, but no she was more a lightening doesn’t strike twice type of girl despite her bruises suggesting that it very much does.

Today was no different, Georgie, preoccupied with a photo on Twitter, wasn’t looking where she was going. But this time it wasn’t a hard metallic clunk that greeted her but a softer altogether more favourable collision. She looked up and saw a man, smooth, dark, chic, sophisticated and intelligent looking. His smile was  like chocolate and his hands as he caught her were like clouds.

‘Hi I’m Jerzy,’ he said in an accent that made Georgie’s smile grow just that little bit more.

‘I’m sorry.’ she said.

‘Hi Sorry, please to meet you.’ Jerzy joked with her.

Georgie was glad she’d bought that new phone and glad it made her walk into poles, because she’d just walked into one Pole she wasn’t going to let go of in a hurry.