Surrender
So I used to live with my friend and her roommates for a few months. This was four years ago. I ran into her at a show a couple months ago after not seeing her for a couple years and she wouldn't say much. I gave her the benefit of the doubt. Everyone has bad days.
But wait, we used to be pretty damn tight. So much so that she took me in for three months when I didn't have anywhere to live. Rent free. Very nice lady.
So we ran into each other at a neighborhood restaurant the other night. I was waiting outside for some people. She walked in with her friends, pretending not to see me, and quickly walked out without ordering anything.
I said "hello":
***
HER: Hi, can I talk to you across the street for a minute?
(Very calmly) Nothing personal...well, yeah. I guess it is personal, but you should know that I don't like you or have any respect to you and I don't ever want to speak to you again.
Okay, can I ask why?
Mainly it has to do with you calling me a slut in my house when you were living with me four years ago, which I never really got back to you about. (ironic giggle)
ME: I don't think I ever said that.
HER: Yeah, I'm pretty sure you did. I remember it pretty clearly.
ME: Hmmm. Okay. Well I guess I'll see you later.
***
I'm so confused. I don't remember calling anyone a slut, ever. At least not seriously. People call people sluts as a joke, but seriously? It just doesn't add up. It's been bothering me a lot for the last couple days.
The friend I was with who saw it all happen consoled me by saying that anyone who's carried that with them for four years can't be alright. And I think she's right. But am I alright?
But wait, we used to be pretty damn tight. So much so that she took me in for three months when I didn't have anywhere to live. Rent free. Very nice lady.
So we ran into each other at a neighborhood restaurant the other night. I was waiting outside for some people. She walked in with her friends, pretending not to see me, and quickly walked out without ordering anything.
I said "hello":
***
HER: Hi, can I talk to you across the street for a minute?
(Very calmly) Nothing personal...well, yeah. I guess it is personal, but you should know that I don't like you or have any respect to you and I don't ever want to speak to you again.
Okay, can I ask why?
Mainly it has to do with you calling me a slut in my house when you were living with me four years ago, which I never really got back to you about. (ironic giggle)
ME: I don't think I ever said that.
HER: Yeah, I'm pretty sure you did. I remember it pretty clearly.
ME: Hmmm. Okay. Well I guess I'll see you later.
***
I'm so confused. I don't remember calling anyone a slut, ever. At least not seriously. People call people sluts as a joke, but seriously? It just doesn't add up. It's been bothering me a lot for the last couple days.
The friend I was with who saw it all happen consoled me by saying that anyone who's carried that with them for four years can't be alright. And I think she's right. But am I alright?
posted by Andy at 00:59
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