Some Long Lost Friends Should Just Remain Lost
I just got a message from someone about my recently concluded wedding.
No, not, "Congratulations." Not, "Tell us all about it." Not, "Who’s
the guy?"
"What????
You got married and you didn’t even tell us? You didn’t invite us?" (Us
meaning old friends from the place where I used to work, like, 10
million years ago.)
I was supposed to respond, but I didn’t trust myself to be polite. But here, I’ll respond here. Tutal that what-rhymes-with-witch can enjoy relative anonymity here.
AT SINO KA BA SA BUHAY KO???
Where were you when my world was falling to pieces? Where were you when
my world suddenly made sense? Where were you when I made magnificent,
life-altering decisions? As I recall, you weren’t even particularly
nice to me when we were working together. We were supposed to be
friends but you had this massive undercurrent of meanness that would
suck the life out of everyone around you. WHERE WERE YOU WHEN I WAS BUSY LIVING THE REST OF MY LIFE??? How dare
you have an opinion on anything in my life! I have friends with whom I
am much closer that we were not able to invite because (a) we didn’t have enough money for a big wedding and, (b) we did not want a big wedding. Besides, if we were otherwise inclined and did have a big wedding, you would still not be invited.
Sorry.
There. That’s it. I’ve let it out of my system. I’m still jet lagged so
I’m not in my right mind. This is all completely reactionary and I
didn’t bother to count to 10. Hence. She’s not worth my time, but I’ve
just had so many veiled comments since the wedding and it’s really
driving me nuts.
Sigh. The price I pay for being a social butterfly. Nyaha.
