Monocle MirrorMan has lived in our apartment for about 5 months. Stays in the bathroom, mostly, but I suppose it is as good a place as any. When friends come over they always make it a point to visit him and amend the dry-erase speech bubble that remains next to his perpetual moustache and monocle.
He is quite the conversationalist, constantly coming up with new things to talk about. And he is quite fashionable too. What started out as a top-hat has been changed into a beanie, miter, jester’s cap–he even had a red-white-and-blue theme for the 4th of July.
A few months back Lynn’s boyfriend and I devised a plan to make Monocle a facebook profile. I took the picture and created the email address–Dan got to work making the profile active. Within a few days Monocle had a number of friends as well as pictures of fellow monocle-wearers. A fan of facebook, Monocle started writing on people’s walls and having in-depth conversations via the World Wide Web. In the meantime, Lynn was oblivious.
A few days later, at the instance of Dan (who, honestly, was having a hard time containing his excitement) Lynn checked her “friend requests” and sure enough Monocle had made his move. I was in the kitchen doing dishes when I hear, “WHAT DID YOU DO?!”
“Yes Lynn? Oh, nothing. I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
In honor or the up-coming half-marathon, Monocle decided to show his full support. In fact, we’re calling ourselves “Team Monocle” because we cannot imagine such an important event taking place without his presence.
I’m moving out today. And I’m leaving behind my dear friend. A tear appeared on his cheek a few days ago, along with the message, “I will miss your beautiful soapy hands.”