Let's Have a Three Way
In the interest of privacy, all names of the innocent shall be protected.
I have a friend, let's call her DooVoo. She works at a large university and was asked to bring some folks on campus to discuss some career crap. She invites Skrub. He does his thing, all is well. They used to date for a few, things didn't work out, oh well. They move on, still friends, but the past is always brought up DooVoo walks into her office and sees Skrub Dos. He's working on some paper. He's gained some weight, looks tired and scruffy. She also dated him once upon a while. When he was way cuter.
Later on in her office, Skrub One comes over to talk. She asks Skrub One if he knows Skrub Dos. They do! Then they start chopping it up.
Imagine my friend's surprise and smirk when she sees the two chatting it up and exchanging numbers. Kinda creepy in a funny sort of way, I guess that's what happens when you get what you ask for, isn't it?
But my friend DooVoo just smiled to herself and had to laugh.
What else is there to do? Who needs sit-coms. Life is funny enough as it is.
Voodoo
Monday, November 19, 2001
I like long walks, especially when they're taken by people who annoy me. ~Fred Allen
Voodoo is del.icio.us
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