TIFF Diary Day Two

More Than A Minute: TIFF Diary Day Two

“Jake!!” I said, exasperated, “Every time I interview you… which sure, has only been two times… I tell you how I’m your future wife! One day, you’re going to remember me and you’re going to get it!” Over the next five minutes he laughed and joked about our morning coffees, our future children, and was genuinely charming. I stammered about holding my pee, wanting a hug, and was genuinely creepy. The girl timing our interview was trying to wrap me up, but with no avail. I didn’t want to leave the room.