Disclaimer
*I am not a big slut. I haven't dated the 8% unemployed of America. This is an insane coincidence.
*He has no idea I work here.
*He might not even recognize me. It was only a handful of dates.
Truth
*I was not ready to date when we did and I could've handled it MUCH better than I did.
Hopes
*It's been a while. Maybe he won't recognize me!
Thoughts
*If he does recognize me, I really owe him an apology. I was an absolute basketcase then.
*I should just keep my mouth shut.
*Maybe I can conveniently be "on break" when he arrives, so I don't have to deal with any of this.
(Running from awkward situations NEVER gets old, and is very frequently the right answer, no matter what your conscience or television may tell you.)
Weird
*I'm 90% certain I saw another guy I dated on the street (on a date, it appeared) this weekend as well. What gives, Universe? Now you're just being mean.
Tactic employed? Avoidance. Because it was a long time ago and obviously amounted to nothing. Sometimes, instead of trying to fix the past, you've just got to let it go and be what it was. Memories are designed to fade.
OR he gets hired, starts working alongside Dr. Lumberjack and my world gets rocked. Eep.
