so, i had a nice meeting this evening and i was feeling pretty good about myself. i'm on my way home and i head down to the subway to catch my train. i pass a guy who immediately looks familiar and i realize that we dated (back in 1998) for about a year or so. we make eye contact and i realize that he does not remember me! i repeat: we dated for a year or so and he does not remember me! i was too embarrassed to say anything. the train comes and i decide to get into his car thinking that it will click in for him any second and we will have a funny little chat. "omigoodness, gina? is that you? i didn't even recognize you!" nope. nothing. nada. is it just me or would this bother anyone? i was at once hurt, but also it made me laugh. it was quite sobering actually. nothing will make you feel like a million bucks more than you simply disappearing from an ex's memory.
luckily, i went home to my loving husband who had dinner waiting. he found the story hilarious.
*bunny from anthropologie. sold out.
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