High School

A while back I wrote a post about a woman at work who was prying into my personal life by circulating rumors about me behind my back. I don’t believe that work and High School are identical, I didn’t ask my GF to kick her ass in the parking lot at 3:00. I simply told her that she was making my work life difficult and professionally but firmly asked her to stop minding my business.

I never heard another word from her.

As I was walking down a big empty hall the other day, I happened to see her coming the other way. I decided that it would be best to let things go and let out a big friendly “Howdy!” when she got close.

She grinned a twelve year old’s “go fuck yourself” grin and walked by me staring at me without saying a word. I shook my head and smiled. Given the nature of her character, I chalked her up like the scumbag that consistently ducks you for the 10 bucks he owes you: voluntarily and gladly absent from my life.

I guess that some people prefer to talk about me than to me.

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