

My big find today: what happened to you, George?
I can barely make out the back.


I can barely make out the back.
Way back in the Dark Ages of my early 20s, I was shopping at the grocery store. A couple walks up and gives a cheery, “Hello, MyName!”
I respond politely and move on. They follow me. “Don’t you know who we are?”
“Not really.” I was distracted, mind on my shopping list.
Dramatically he asks, “Then why did you respond to us like you did?”
What? Politely? I realize I’m missing something, but the ladies in my family always stressed being nice. Honey and flies and all that. I mean, I was trying to be nice. I felt bothered and a little bored by these two.
“I work at Big Government Installation. I’m the only female in my department. EVERYBODY knows my name. I thought you knew me from work.” I’m ready to move on but they keep talking.
“We’re Cissy. And Buddy. Don’t you remember us?” She’s getting all breathless now, excited about something.
“No, not really.” Now I move on and wonder if they are from high school. She was giving high school vibes. I finish my shopping and checkout, these people already forgotten.
Until I get behind the wheel** and the memory smacks me right between the eyes….. OMG!
** I had driven her around in my car!
Cissy! And Buddy! That bitch! That bastard! I’m ready to march back inside and lay into both of them.
Suddenly the most amazing calm overtakes me! Wait. They thought they had ruined my life, my marriage, my friendships….
And I couldn’t be bothered to remember who they were!
I cackled. I howled. Thank GOD I didn’t remember while I was in the store. Yes, I had been their victim, but I feel that GOD used me to bring them down several notches!
I still smile when I remember her breathlessly asking if I remembered her. She was waiting for my face to fall, my eyes to fill with tears. They wanted me to rush away in a panic while painful memories hit me.
Nope, you little home wrecking jerks. I finished my shopping and continued my life.
Living well truly is the best revenge. Telling home wrecking a$$holes they aren’t worth remembering is my petty revenge.