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What Do You Say?

...when faced with your nemisis?

This week I printed my first poster with the new job. Inside the printers there are rooms for the clients to stay in while a job prints. The rooms are used to view color and make changes while printing. So I'm sitting in the room when my rep comes in and tells me that the person who made my life hell for a year is sitting in the room next to me and that we are currently back to back.

There are big windows in these rooms facing the press room so the people in the press room can see all the clients in the waiting rooms.  I couldn't help but think that the wall between us was the line between good and evil.   We managed to not run into each other inside, although her rep, who I knew for 10 years came in to say hi to me, which was awkward and another story in itself.

Instead, we ran into each other in the parking lot. I was so uncomfortable. I was faced with the choice of either letting go and telling this woman off or being civil. I decided to be civil but curt. She asked me 3 times how I was doing (guilty much). I said excellent 3 times but quickly excused myself and jumped in the car and drove away. It was clear from my actions I didn't want to talk to her. She quickly turned her back.

As I drove away I had to wonder if I chickened out from yelling at her or was I simply taking the high road? The fact of the matter is I don't want to waste anymore time on this woman who hurt me deeply but it's hard to forget because she is continuing to hurt people I know. Not only hurt but financially effect them.  The universe is a funny place, it takes us in and out of situations. You have to wonder if it's coinsidence or fate intervening?

Even though I never wanted to see her again, I do feel a bit of closure now though.

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