They say that one should be ready for when Opportunity knocks. I thought I was. But he is elusive, and is known to be a consummate doorbell-ditcher (albeit he knocks rather than rings). I flung the door wide open and saw him there.
He seemed a bit startled to see me. I think the door opening so quickly had caught him by surprise. I motioned for him to come in. He hesitated. I reached out to grab him. He bolted.
It was sad to see him go. But I'll be ready for him when he comes around next.
