Yesterday was the day of love. The day when those that truly care about you, make it known in a variety of ways. Mine was the day of Ex’s. It started as a normal day for me – a trip to the club and coffee with my Dad (always enjoyable). Then, I went to the office.
I am texting (as usual) as I get off the elevator and there he is … Ex #1! This is a guy I really liked a long time ago. It was not the right time for us and we split amicably. I hadn’t seen him in years (thankfully, I was dressed in “lawyer clothes” for a client mtg). We caught up briefly, confirmed our current situations, exchanged cards and agreed to meet for coffee soon. Hmm, odd but I’ll go with it for now.
I have a normal day at the office: five fires at one time, a kid calling because he’s forgotten something at home, my real Ex. calling to talk about something that I don’t feel like talking about and another oh-so-boring lunch from home.
It’s now 2:45 and I’ve got to meet a client. As I walk through the skyway I see him … Ex. #2. Come on, really? Where are all my girlfriends??? He stops (meaning I have to stop) and tells me that he was thinking of calling me as he saw my name in the paper recently. I hesitate but exchange yet another business card. This is feeling weird and if this is the Ex’s of Years Past, why can’t I choose the ones I run into?? Now I have to sprint (no, run) the rest of the way to my client’s office.
Thankfully, my day is almost over. I pick up kids in various locations, make dinner, clean up and meet a friend for a quick bite (gotta hit the kosher deli on Valentine’s Day!). Then, I head to Target.
I am focused on picking up one item in the men’s department. As I walk toward that department, I see him … Ex. #3. Now, I’ve got a stomach ache. I might throw up. My deodorant is not working. I try to hide in the bra department. He comes over to “talk.” Look, this guy didn’t take our break up very well, so the conversation was a bit painful (and will not be repeated here). Suffice it to say, no business cards were exchanged!
Honestly, I really don’t have that many Ex’s! Less than 10 in 50 years! So, 3 in one day was dizzying (and bizarre)! I thought VD (maybe that’s not a good use of those letters!) was for current loves not former ones!
I think Hallmark should start a new section for Ex’s. How about this: Weird to see you. Thanks for saying I look fine. We never had a good picture together. That must have been a sign. Happy VD.
Maybe I’ll stick to my day job! Here’s to NO chance encounters today!
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