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eye_of_a_cat) wrote2007-12-15 10:23 am
eye_of_a_cat) wrote2007-12-15 10:23 am
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Like you've never been gone
I was going to cry off Christmas Party #1, the one hosted by the friend I'm recently back in contact with, because I'd had five hours sleep over two nights anyway and none of those involved a situation that potentially ranked 8.5 on the Awkwardness Scale. But then I drank some coffee, and felt better, and decided to go along for a couple of hours anyway, since the last train home gave me an easy out.
And then my no-longer-former friend called me to say, um, yes, by the way, you know how I said your ex-fiance wasn't coming? Well, er, he's turned up, along with his new girlfriend, so I fully understand if you don't want to come, but we've really missed you and we'd love to see you, so...
And then I waved my arms around a bit.
And then my excellent young friend, who lives in the same city as the party, called me to ask if there was any chance of us going out for a drink before he went back to see his family for Christmas, and, um, was I doing anything that night?
And I thought: my life is a sitcom.
And so it was that I turned up to the party with my young friend in tow, and all my old friends hugged me and told me how much they'd missed me, and my ex did this big Look I Have A New Girlfriend thing which, I am told, was largely wasted on me and provided much amusement for other guests as a result, and the girlfriend glared at me and all the other guests kept sidling over to say "...what is it with him?", all of which was quite funny, and then they left early anyway, and then I decided I didn't want to get the last train back after all, and waved off my young friend back home and went out drinking until the early hours of the morning, and then slept on a friend's sofa, and then got back here after three hours' sleep all bright and early for work. All in all: a grand success.
And then my no-longer-former friend called me to say, um, yes, by the way, you know how I said your ex-fiance wasn't coming? Well, er, he's turned up, along with his new girlfriend, so I fully understand if you don't want to come, but we've really missed you and we'd love to see you, so...
And then I waved my arms around a bit.
And then my excellent young friend, who lives in the same city as the party, called me to ask if there was any chance of us going out for a drink before he went back to see his family for Christmas, and, um, was I doing anything that night?
And I thought: my life is a sitcom.
And so it was that I turned up to the party with my young friend in tow, and all my old friends hugged me and told me how much they'd missed me, and my ex did this big Look I Have A New Girlfriend thing which, I am told, was largely wasted on me and provided much amusement for other guests as a result, and the girlfriend glared at me and all the other guests kept sidling over to say "...what is it with him?", all of which was quite funny, and then they left early anyway, and then I decided I didn't want to get the last train back after all, and waved off my young friend back home and went out drinking until the early hours of the morning, and then slept on a friend's sofa, and then got back here after three hours' sleep all bright and early for work. All in all: a grand success.
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And to think, you might have played the role he intended. Great thing that you turned it on him.
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I felt a bit sorry for his girlfriend, though. Partly in the RUN, WOMAN, RUN! sense, but mostly because she still clearly saw me as some kind of threat. Given that I broke up with him four years ago and haven't regretted the decision since, I think her fears may be misplaced.
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I'd still skip party #2.