Whenever going out on the town, I frequently have to remember that I will most likely run into just about everyone I want to see, and a lot of people I don't want to see.
One time I walked to a little boutique and saw my ex-boyfriend (who I refuse to speak to) walking towards me. I literally turned the other way and started walking the other way. Turns out he still lives in town after graduating two years earlier AND lives about two miles from my condo in college... and less than a mile away from my senior workplace. Guess who ended up seeing him driving all the time?
I love this little town, but sometimes, it is just too small for comfort. It's great that everyone knows your name but... EVERYONE knows your name.
There have been many instances where I have walked out of bars due to people who I have a special past with. Mostly boys.
On St.Patrick's Day, one guy who was a huge jerk to me and I haven't spoken to in about seven months, tries to talk to me. I gave him the meanest look I could muster up (I probably looked like an idiot) and walked away. I did my best to put a brave face on, but it isn't always easy.
I have added another person to the list this week, sadly. It looked like we could have been friends- and really it'd be best if we were because one of my best friends is his friend.
If you're reading this... you've been deleted from my phone completely.
I'm sorry we couldn't be friends, but you threw all your escapades in my face knowing that I had a crush on you. Don't worry- the feelings are long gone, mister.
I'm sure I will run into you many times... we go to the same places and are friends with the same people. I didn't have to tell those girls you were hitting on that you were a nice guy last weekend... but I did.
You are a nice guy. Just not to me.
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