Tuesday, February 28, 2006

I have to get this down in writing...

OK, here's the back story...
Back story #1
When I was traveling a few years ago, I left my boyfriend of 8 months home in Australia. We weren't going to breakup - we were still madly in love (still are for those of you playing at home), so we were keeping in touch via email and phone calls when we could manage it. During these emails/phone calls, he'd tell me what he was up to in the preceding days and who he'd been hanging out with. A couple of times, he mentioned hanging out with a younger girl who we had met through a friend of ours. She was nice and I had no troubles with them hanging out, even when my boyfriend told me that he suspected she had a bit of a crush on him. She ended up changing universities and we stopped seeing her around the place.

Back story #2
My desk at work it about 5 metres from another guys desk whose girlfriend works in the same company, but on the next floor down. She is constantly visiting him and they are ALL OVER each other ALL the time. I've actually spoken to him while she was standing there, so she knows who I am...

Fast forward to last weekend. We were at our local nightclub standing there when the young girl in back story #1 approached. She started talking to my boyfriend and then almost as an afterthought she said hello to me: "Oh! Hi... sorry, I forget your name!" I smiled at her through gritted teeth and turned to say hello to the two of her friends that were lurking around us. I recognised one of them as the girl in back story #2. "Oh!" I said, "I work with you!" She just looked at me and said, "Oh? I don't know who you are." She said it EXACTLY like that, like she was being a bitch on purpose. I just shrugged my shoulders and said "I see you making out with your boyfriend aaallll the time." Now, she got a little bit embarrassed at this and the three of them left. My boyfriend turned to me and laughed, I just shook my head.

Then today at work, I see the girl and smile at her. She looks at me, makes eye contact and keeps walking past, no glimmer of recognition.

Now, the reason I'm even bothering to let this bother me, and the only reason I'm telling this story, is the fact that I feel like something fishy is happening in the background. Like girl #1 has told girl #2 something about me or my boyfriend or something about us both or something about them both... maybe I'm just paranoid...

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