Revenge is a dish best served many years later, as an adult.
Sometimes nice things happen!
Fast forward to 3 months ago he is now a kitchen manager at the same restaurant and he asks me if I’d like to get a drink with him.
Dude bought me and my girlfriend a ticket to Colorado and told me he will never be able to pay me back for how much I helped him but he is at least in the position where he can try.
Colorado was fun. Got really really high
This woman is a GD legend
I graduated from high school in the ’80’s. I had grown up poor but when my mom remarried, she married a guy who did well for himself so when we moved into his house, I was a poor kid suddenly going to a school full of rich kids. One of them in particular was a girl who was really stuck up and such a bitch. She had a very imperious attitude and generous parents while my mom, there was no way she was going to allow us to behave that way.
About 6 years after high school graduation I’d dropped out of college, was living on my own in a tiny apartment and working as a waitress. Of all people to show up at the restaurant and be seated in my section. I asked a couple of waitresses to take the table but they were busy. Finally I realized what I would do. I would take on the role of my life. Win an Academy Award. I went to the table and pretended I’d never met her before in my life.
She kept insisting I must remember her, right? She kept saying her name and I nailed the performance. “I’m so sorry, I just don’t…no…I, uh…I’m trying. I believe you, yes, I went to that school but I am SO sorry, I don’t remember you” and so on.
She was flabbergasted. I kept overhearing her say to the people she was with “I can’t believe she doesn’t remember me.”
That day I learned that to be forgotten is, for some, the ultimate slap in the face.