Haven’t You Heard?

Ran into the most recent ex while at the bar with the new girl (can I predict the future or what?). Yeah, that wasn’t even a little awkward as she shot me full of lead stares and headgazed me the whole walk up to and past her out the front door. Sure, I could have dipped to the bathroom and taken the other exit, but it was more fun to not look her direction, even after she left her friends at the bar and stomped angrily past me early in the night to sit down in a strategic location facing directly at me (and, yes, there were other, less obvious seats available–approximately 6 of them). Oh, and when a third girl showed up at our table (5’4″, 110 lbs, nose and lip piercing), the ex had to make a sudden angry exit for a smoke. Not a girl I’m interested in, just one of the friends, but I chuckled, nonetheless. Had it not been the current girl’s birthday…God, we could have had so much fun…

Throughout the night, received more texts from another ex wanting to make a “friendship” work, whatever the fuck that means. This one is ongoing and going and going and going, and I’m getting really bored.

Found out today that the ex at the bar will now be working in the same place as me for the duration of the summer. Well, same building at least. Should be fun, right?

One of my students is lying to my boss about assignments I supposedly expunged from his syllabus and, therefore, is attempting to get me fired (whether he realizes this or not…probably not–he’s kind of a fucking idiot). Regardless, I don’t take well to people threatening my ability to put food on the table. And I’m supposed to continue working with this full-fledged hat of asses? Yes, of course, anything he produces from now on will be top-notch. Fuckwad.

The word of the day is “Fail(ure).”