I hate those awkward moments when you run into someone from high school you didn't get along with.
That person you don't like has to serve you in a store. And they know who you are because your name is on your credit card. You know who they are because they have a name tag. But yet you both don't acknowledge that you know each other.
The transaction goes smoothly. But nothing is said about high school.
What are you supposed to say: "I haven't seen you since high school. You used to be such a jerk back then. What are you doing now? Oh, working here. That's great."
When you get back into your car you double check to make sure the person gave you back your credit card.
Friday, January 06, 2006
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