Was That Really Necessary?
Over the weekend I ran into a girl I knew in Cleveland.
Actually, she was with a guy we knew from Cleveland but I didn't know him as well. Now, I lived in Cleveland for about a year and a half and I loved it. I met a lot of people there and they fit into three categories.
First, there are the people who I became really good friends with and will love for the rest of my life. A few of them will even be making the trip to my wedding next month and I will be overjoyed to see them. We stay in touch and things are always the same whether we see eachother after 5 days or 5 months or 5 years.
Second, there are the people that I was pretty good friends with. At least acquaintances. I had good times when we were together, if I ever saw them again it would be ok but I probably wouldn't go out of my way to maintain a relationship. We just didn't connect like that.
Last, there were just a few of these people. The ones I couldn't stand when were were around each other in Cleveland, and wouldn't ever want to see again after I came home.
This girl was one of the latter.
Neither one of us liked the other. She was one of those people who would fake nice to your face and then talk smack about you behind your back. I saw right through this girl, wouldn't stand for it, and she hated me for that. The feeling was mutual. She didn't even know me and tried to spread lies about me and turn people against me. Real mature.
So imagine my surprise when I'm walking through the mall and I hear "Bliss!!!!" I turn around and there's Ditzy Liar Girl acting all happy to see me. She was with Goofy Guy Shorter than Her. I'd heard they were dating. I tried to act pleasant, but didn't really hide my surprise. We small talked for a minute, catching up on info about people we kept in touch with from Cleveland. Then she says, "I heard you're getting married."
"Yeah, I am. I actually just dropped my ring off to get it cleaned."
"We are too!!!!! Well, what does your ring look like?" I explained it as best I could, then figured the polite thing to do was ask about hers, even though I didn't care.
Yeah, mine's better.
Then she asked, "Where's your fiance?" He was running errands, doing homework, whatever he needed to do that took more concentration than he had when he was with me.
"Do you have a picture?" I don't. I mean, I do, but just not with me. You'd think that as many times as people ask me that I would learn to keep a picture of the two of us with me. She probably would have thought I was lying about getting married if she hadn't heard it from someone else. Probably trying to figure out what kind of guy would marry me. I thought the same about her.
Yeah, mine's better.
After a bit of an awkward silence I took the lead. "Well, it was nice to see you. I really should get on with my shopping. Congratulations."
Why do you always run into the people you never care to see again?
Actually, she was with a guy we knew from Cleveland but I didn't know him as well. Now, I lived in Cleveland for about a year and a half and I loved it. I met a lot of people there and they fit into three categories.
First, there are the people who I became really good friends with and will love for the rest of my life. A few of them will even be making the trip to my wedding next month and I will be overjoyed to see them. We stay in touch and things are always the same whether we see eachother after 5 days or 5 months or 5 years.
Second, there are the people that I was pretty good friends with. At least acquaintances. I had good times when we were together, if I ever saw them again it would be ok but I probably wouldn't go out of my way to maintain a relationship. We just didn't connect like that.
Last, there were just a few of these people. The ones I couldn't stand when were were around each other in Cleveland, and wouldn't ever want to see again after I came home.
This girl was one of the latter.
Neither one of us liked the other. She was one of those people who would fake nice to your face and then talk smack about you behind your back. I saw right through this girl, wouldn't stand for it, and she hated me for that. The feeling was mutual. She didn't even know me and tried to spread lies about me and turn people against me. Real mature.
So imagine my surprise when I'm walking through the mall and I hear "Bliss!!!!" I turn around and there's Ditzy Liar Girl acting all happy to see me. She was with Goofy Guy Shorter than Her. I'd heard they were dating. I tried to act pleasant, but didn't really hide my surprise. We small talked for a minute, catching up on info about people we kept in touch with from Cleveland. Then she says, "I heard you're getting married."
"Yeah, I am. I actually just dropped my ring off to get it cleaned."
"We are too!!!!! Well, what does your ring look like?" I explained it as best I could, then figured the polite thing to do was ask about hers, even though I didn't care.
Yeah, mine's better.
Then she asked, "Where's your fiance?" He was running errands, doing homework, whatever he needed to do that took more concentration than he had when he was with me.
"Do you have a picture?" I don't. I mean, I do, but just not with me. You'd think that as many times as people ask me that I would learn to keep a picture of the two of us with me. She probably would have thought I was lying about getting married if she hadn't heard it from someone else. Probably trying to figure out what kind of guy would marry me. I thought the same about her.
Yeah, mine's better.
After a bit of an awkward silence I took the lead. "Well, it was nice to see you. I really should get on with my shopping. Congratulations."
Why do you always run into the people you never care to see again?
posted by Heidi @ 11:21 AM
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