Bus Stop

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ran into an old ex last night on the way home. The way i keep running into "things" on the bus you would think i would stop taking the bus.

I was so tired getting on the bus when i saw A, my reaction was like aww hell not now....but it was too late to turn around and get back off the bus and i was too tired to go through all that. He recognized me right away andshort of being real rude there was no way i could avoid him completely.

Polite sublties and chit chat aside, he wanted to know how i was doing, asked about work, wanted to know if i was just getting in from work and i said no i was just coming from the gym, (dumb question, i had on yoga pants)
He then wanted to know what i was doing to be so tired, he said i looked like i was about to pull a rip van winkle...told him work and life just making a sista tired. He asked about Dante and then asked if i was still with the basketball thing - then remarked "no wonder you are so tired"

Then the typical routine stuff starts - he wanted to know if they were "hiring" at my job i said a place like that is always hiring - call Human resources....asked me if i knew what positions were open...my response..call human resources - or go on monster.com(im like i just don't get it)

This is a person who didnt want anything "serious" with me(back then) then about three months after we stopped seeing each other moved some other chick into his place and eventually married her. Then knee deep in the midst of that decided that he would "look me up" because he said at the time " we were such good friends and he missed "us" and had the nerve to be insulted when i told him in no uncertain terms there was no "US" and there would not be an "US" under those circumstances and told him he needs to go elsewhere ....??? And he gets mad for this??

You know what kills me is when guys go - so why is someone like you not married....and i think to myself and then wind up having to count to ten several times and wind up not responding...

Flash forward to now...and he might have been asking regular questions but he was stripping me in his mind and when i got off the bus he goes you sure you ok ? can you make it to the house - and i was like im good.....cya....

I should stay away from buses ....

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