Curious: George

My office is in the center of things, in every way.  Midship on the center deck, it sits across from the ship’s reception desk.  It’s next to the student activities desk.  It’s the open door where people drop in with “just a quick question” all day long.  Outside, there’s a poster with all of the student photos where people gather.  It’s generally a madhouse, but I do meet a lot of people.

Today, Vaughn stopped by.  I’ve seen him a couple of times, and he’s always carrying this monkey.  Figuring an adult carrying a large monkey is fair game for the obvious question, I plunged right in.

He’s been carrying George for five years, everywhere he goes.  He’s a little vague on how they came to be together.  Says, “He’s the only person I can afford to travel with.”  Plans to buy him an outfit in every port.  (The sailor suit is a Carter’s 9-12 months.)  Thinking about having a bespoke suit made in Vietnam.  Tried an infant carrier, but it didn’t quite work out.  Had to make emergency repairs once and cannibalized a stuffed bunny to do them. 

Vaughn is a polite and friendly young man who carries a huge monkey everywhere he goes.  Happy to talk about it, happy to pose for pictures.  Nothing to see here folks, let’s move on.