Isn't it ironic? Don't-cha think?
Thursday, December 26, 2013
When I was in high school, there was a group of boys (Toby, Nathan, Chad, Bobby and Eric) that were total jerks to me. They used to ask me on dates as jokes, they got my phone number and would call my house and be stupid, they would steal my notebook in the library and make fun of my stories and poetry... the list goes on and on...
They always picked on me for being fat and called me horrible names. In fact, their tormenting was one of these reasons I suffered from disordered eating if not an out right eating disorder.
So, anyway, last Friday I was at the courthouse. My BFF got picked up on a bench warrant due to non payment of cost and fines. I went to her arraignment for support, and also to see if there was anything I could do to get her out of there!
Her boyfriend got a ride to the courthouse (he doesn't drive) with none other than one of the above mentioned boys from my youth, Nathan. When I saw him walk in the courtroom, I felt very uncomfortable. I ignored him though.
After she was arraigned and the judge agreed to let her out, I left the courtroom with her boyfriend and Nathan. We have to wait for her to get processed, which was going to take a while. We all stood around talking for a while so we could arrange to pick her up and get her home.
To make a long story short, once she arrived home, she sent me two messages
"Nathan thinks you're hot"
well... isn't that ironic? When of the D-bags that tormented me in high school for being "fat" now thinks I am hot... funny how that works out.