I may be leaning on the line of was is and isn't acceptable to blog about. I'll walk delicately.
I had a doctor's appointment a couple weeks ago. I lady bits type of appointment. It was just a annual check up. It was with a doc who came highly recommended and wasn't that far from my house.
I took a morning off from work to go. Got to the office on time and after filling out paperwork, sat down with an old people magazine. As I flipped through, someone left the offices and entered the waiting room. It was the mother of one of my ex boyfriends.
He and I had dated when I was about 17. We met at community college (where I completed all my classes the last two years of high school). We decided to keep dating while I went away to university, at which time he decided to cheat on me. As you might imagine, my 18 year old self took it pretty badly. It is a moment I think back to and realize it changed my plans. There have been many of those. He went on to marry the girl he cheated on my with, and last I heard they were living in South Dakota. Whew, dodged a bullet there!
His mom recognized me immediately and asked what I was up to, how I'd been, yadda, yadda. I was happy that I was all dressed up for work, looking great, which she said. I made sure to say I'd been living in other countries, etc. Her response was "Wow! You should totally call ****, he'd love to hear from you".
Right lady, like I care about him any more. Like I have his number. Like I would waste my time.
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