"If you had said 2 years ago that I would have gone up to someone and purposely put both of us in rather an awkward position, I would have said “head off”. But, I am delighted to inform you, it was with great pleasure that I did just that not 5 days ago.
Breheny ( I don’t know his first name nor do I care to) pushed me over the edge. The guy has taken a strong disliking to me for some reason that I am sure neither you nor I could ever understand (I mean, I’m just so goddamn loveable!!) After hearing not one but 2 sly comments made about me to Shane on Sunday night I became incensed. First, he hurried past me on the way in to the Village ‘whispering’ to Shane that I didn’t see them so they should run inside for fear that I might. The second jibe came after I coldly greeted Shane when he approached me. He whispered a nasty comment in his ear about me relating to the night he first decided to hate me. Oddly enough that was also the first night he met me…
I decided to keep on ignoring him but after about an hour of us standing one or two feet apart we accidentally bumped into each other. He turned around and said “oh hiya how’s it going? I didn’t see you there!” so I said “no no, I thought we were both just pretending we didn’t see each other.” He stuttered over his words in response “ no..i…we…i…I didn’t..”
Just to help the poor lad out I decided to finish the conversation with one low but deserved blow. “No, it’s cool. I don’t like you either.”
He walked off, flabbergasted, and I stood back to allow myself a few moments to bask in my content. Dutch courage is a beautiful thing. "
I'm sort of delighted that being outrageously direct, making people uncomfortable and saying all of the things that people usually keep in their heads and out of their conversations are now associated with me. Party on.
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