Blast From The Past

My new replacement addiction to Caribou Coffee, their Mint Condition is my latest chain of bondage, led me to run into someone I used to know and that I had totally forgotten about.

His name was Tony, and back when I knew him he was married to a chick named Laura. They both worked at Teen Challenge (drug treatment) when I was working there too.

To be honest, they were both rather odd. It pretty much seemed like they were made for each other, but since they’re divorced now that apparently wasn’t the case.

I really didn’t have much in common with either of them, yet I spent a good deal of time hanging out with them. Why was that? Because Laura, Tony’s wife, was the best friend of Michelle.

In case you don’t know, Michelle is a chick I almost married, but turned out to be a psycho bitch from hell. Really, she did.

In fact, it was Tony and Laura who used to go places and hang out with us to be our “accountability” (cause it was a Christian treatment program and Michelle was an intern, so we weren’t allowed to date alone).

So yes, I had actually forgotten that he even existed and I walked into Caribou after I got off work, and there is this round dude in a bright yellow jacket who looks at me and says, “Jaimie!!! What are you doing here?!”

I looked up and just about let out a semi-quiet “Oh shit…” but I refrained. Instead I tried to act happy and surprised. I tried to seem interested, but also let the lady who was making my drink know that I needed to get out of there in a hurry.

Amazingly, the second question out of his mouth was, “Are you married yet?”

Good fricking God…

Every once in a while someone or something pops up to remind me of my life back then. Why the hell can’t it all just go away and leave me alone?

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“But until then
Better off dead
A smile on the lips
And a hole in the head
Better off dead
Yeah, better than this
Take it away
Cause there’s nothing to miss.”
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Bad Religion