Run in with the ex

I’ve taken a new position on campus which has relocated my office to a more central location.

Close to food, the gym, and the bookstore.

Sadly, as I learned on my 2nd day on the job, it also puts me closer to my ex boyfriend.

A few days ago, I struggled to carry home a HUGE Harry & David stack of gift boxes. I was so exhausted from the weight of it all.  I huffed and puffed and sweat and shuffled down the walkway under the weight of 50 pounds of fruit and chocolate when…

… I looked up and saw a man waving at me.

Oh shit.

Luke.

And here I am all sweaty, worn out, and out of breath.

He suddenly looked pained, turned, and kept walking. And then it got worse.

His wife (who he married less than a year after we split) was there waiting for him.

I quickly ducked behind a van and pretended to be busy.

But I couldn’t help but wonder why the hell did the little cheater wave hi?

The last time he saw me I was bawling my eyes out begging him not to go,

Classy then. Classy now.

I struggled to get to my car after the happy couple drove off.  All the while I was musing on this strange interaction.

Wave hi… why not introduce your ex girlfriend to the woman you left her for? That sounds like a brilliant idea. That won’t be awkward AT ALL!

The man who would have come running to help me with my boxes just let me struggle on.

How effing far we’ve come.

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