she seems like a nice person. i don't know and i don't care. yeah, really, i don't care - there is nothing there. but him...i really want to know what he was thinking by having her there. I felt like he should have manned up and faced me on his own. but its over now and i never have to see him again. and i will run a flag up the pole when his father passes into the great beyond for racist bastards.
all in all yesterdays meeting was
well, just another lesson learned about things that affect me and my life usually means nothing to someone else. I have learned from that experience thirty-seven years ago to make every effort not to be careless with the feelings of others. i also learned that well meaning people (insert Mennonite here) have agendas that are not as well thought out as they should be. the kindness of strangers many times should come with a warning label and disclaimers.