Not too long ago I was out with a gf when we came across a former flame of mine. That schmoe and I had recently been back in contact. Going on golf outings, talking concerts and even the possibly of taking a trip to the west coast. It was almost as if we were back on the trail of true love when all of a sudden came a sudden halt.
My friend and I walk in the bar and of course the first person I make eye contact with is the ex. Naturally, I approach to say hi because why wouldn’t I considering how much we’d been in contact lately and with a possible trip approaching it would be rude not to. He’s there with another friend and an older looking female.
You know that look a deer gives when it’s dead locked in a car’s oncoming headlights? The deer was the ex and I was the fast approaching car heading straight for him. I noticed it immediately…damn intuition is right every time whether I choose to ignore it or not. At this point I find some pleasure in this awkward scenario…why wouldn’t I? Always better to be the vehicle vs. the deer and not the other way around. So I introduce my friend to Schmoe. He inturn introduces the woman to my friend and then finally to me, the 95 mph sports car. Thrilled, thrilled would sum up the look on her face to meet me! “I’ve heard sooo much about you!!!!” she screams as she clings on to me as if we’re opposing ends of velcro. I’m facing the ex as she wraps her arms around my neck. I’m motionless, didn’t even budge as I’m looking him right in the eye and say outloud, “Why!?”
I can literally see the big gulp of air he just swallowed as it travels down his throat. She recoils her grasp looks at him and then back at me and at that point her intuition kicks in. She looks at me embarrassed as I walk away with my partner in crime. First response to my friend from me was “Really!? Because I haven’t heard a thing about you!” The response gave us a great laugh as I’m willing to bet my night from that moment on went a lot smoother than my former blast from the past’s.
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