Wednesday, February 03, 2010

I apologize

I owe you an apology big-time. Last summer, on the # 4 bus, the hooked handle of my umbrella caught the edge of your shirt and lifted it partway up. Being a woman myeslf, I felt awful for you. But I didn't want to make a fuss apologizing and in that way draw any more attention to you than you had in the first place.

But, belatedly, I AM sorry. VERY sorry.

The Public Apology
B -

You knew S was cheatig on me and you didn't tell me?! What kind of a friend are you?! I want an apology - now - and I want you to MEAN IT.

If you ever want to talk to me again....


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