Today, we went out to eat.

[conuly]

And after we had eaten, the waiter came up to me, called my by name (wrong name, too - I really disliked being called Constance back then, but I suppose that's beside the point) and apologized for being "an asshole" to me back in junior high. And I guess he was, because Jenn talked to him later and apparently he really felt bad, remembered making me cry, all this.

I have no idea who the fuck he is. I felt kinda bad about that, but maybe it's better I have no idea...?

At any rate, even if I remembered, I'd forgive him. My theory right now is that kids that age are inherantly stupid, no matter how bright they may be, and so they do stupid things. With that in mind, it's pointless to hold grudges (no matter how deserved) against people once they've grown up, unless they don't, in fact, grow up.

The whole experience was vaguely uncomfortable, and I recommend that if any old bullies of mine are reading this entry that they apologize via anonymous comment rather than in person. It'll go over a lot better. Especially if you just weren't all that memorable to me - there was a lot of that going around for a while, and they all just sort of blur together in my mind.

(And now this is going to be in my head all week, just "Who was that aproned man?", I just know it. Really annoying, that'll be, but if makes him feel better and he meant well, I can't very well blame him for it, can I?)

Comments

[miss-boots.livejournal.com]

Hi there, I added you to my friend's list. I hope that's okay, if it's not just let me know. =)
I commented to you a few months back about my kiddo, I recently found my way back to your journal and you seem interesting, so, I added you! haha
I guess that's all...I just figured I'd comment to you really quick so you didn't just all of a sudden have some random person commenting in your journal. haha

[lady-angelina.livejournal.com]

I could have written a good portion of this entry, actually. It's so odd how people remember who you are even years after you last saw each other, and yet you have no idea who they are. This has happened to me so many times, it's scary. ^^;;

And I agree with you about forgiveness for stupid things that kids did to each other as kids. A decade ago, I ran into this gal whom I (and quite a few other kids) used to pick on all the time in grade school. ^^;; Once I realized who she was, I apologized for having treated her the way I did back then, and she was more than cool about it, saying there was nothing to apologize for. ^__^ And on the flip side of it, I got apologies from various people I ran into post-high school, and while I appreciated the kind thoughts, I told them that I understood (which, of course, I did). ^__^

[pne.livejournal.com]

What is your name, then?

[conuly]

Connie. I mean, the name on my birth certificate and my school records is Constance, but back then I really disliked being called Constance. Now I'm kinda eh about it, though I introduce myself as Connie.

[(Anonymous)]

Hi there, I added you to my friend's list. I hope that's okay, if it's not just let me know. =)
I commented to you a few months back about my kiddo, I recently found my way back to your journal and you seem interesting, so, I added you! haha
I guess that's all...I just figured I'd comment to you really quick so you didn't just all of a sudden have some random person commenting in your journal. haha

[lady-angelina.livejournal.com]

I could have written a good portion of this entry, actually. It's so odd how people remember who you are even years after you last saw each other, and yet you have no idea who they are. This has happened to me so many times, it's scary. ^^;;

And I agree with you about forgiveness for stupid things that kids did to each other as kids. A decade ago, I ran into this gal whom I (and quite a few other kids) used to pick on all the time in grade school. ^^;; Once I realized who she was, I apologized for having treated her the way I did back then, and she was more than cool about it, saying there was nothing to apologize for. ^__^ And on the flip side of it, I got apologies from various people I ran into post-high school, and while I appreciated the kind thoughts, I told them that I understood (which, of course, I did). ^__^

[pne.livejournal.com]

What is your name, then?

[conuly]

Connie. I mean, the name on my birth certificate and my school records is Constance, but back then I really disliked being called Constance. Now I'm kinda eh about it, though I introduce myself as Connie.