Fridayevening I ran into one of the PFKAF I told you about some time ago. By the looks of it she was surprised to see me (or horrified, whatever…). I was walking up to my car and passed her within a few feet. She tried vigorously to ignore me, but one of her kids pointed me out to her, so she couldn’t get out of acknowledging me in some sorta way, I guess…

PFKAF: Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii! How are you? *looking at stuff in my hands*… Soooooooo… you’re seeing someone again? Wow, that’s great!
DB: * blank stare * Ehm… I’m fine… Not seeing anyone though… Why would you think so?
PFKAF: Well… because ehm… you look terrific… you’ve never looked better…
DB: Oh… thanks * sarcastic look * Yeah… I guess it IS possible… Single people cán look terrific if only they make an effort…
PFKAF: Well… that and the fact that you are carrying a bottle of red wine and a DVD… I mean…
DB: Oh that? That is just part of my “Another – lonely – Fridaynight – wallowing – in – selfpity – singles – survival – package”
PFKAF: Oh right… I just thought… you know… that’s stuff you get for a couplesnight, right?
DB: Yeah, I know… us singles are a funny bunch… we tend to drink wine and watch dvd’s by ourselves … mindblowing isn’t it?

Then I I turned around in to-tal arrogance * snort* and continued walking to my car, no looking back… I don’t need “friends” like that… Nasty and ignorant and too stupid to realize it… Yeah, Bite Me..!