Fake People

There is nothing worse than being fake. It took me by surprise when I saw you yesterday after 8 years of unfriending and radio silence. All because you took the word of a classless b*tch without even bothering to get my side of the story. You even had the gall to give me a hug. I was in shock but I tried to play nice, catching up to what my child and your children were up to. Luckily, as you were arriving, we were about to leave to our next destination (because that's how things go during graduation party season). Unfortunately at this party where we were supposed to not know anybody (the fix up prom date of their son to my daughter by good friends of their's who are daughter's teachers), my husband ran into a former co-worker. We had to spend another hour (or at least it felt like it) talking to him and his wife while I was trying to plead through my eyes and facial expressions that I needed to get out of there. Finally, much to my relief, we left. Now I sit and wonder what this former friend of mine is telling her friends about me.