A SKINNY EVIL BITCH RETURNS

This is such a small town I live in that everyone knows everyone and if they don't know your business they will ASSUME your business and tell all of their closest friends and relatives. During my lifetime so far, my private life and preferences have been the topic of many household dinner conversations and day to day gossip mills I am certain. I always hold fast to the belief that "Being talked about doesn't bother me in the least, It's when they STOP talking about me that I need to worry." It means I must not be doing something right. The Eastern Shore Of Virginia is a place that has been been literally unscathed by the changing of the times. Mostly populated by Bible beating farmers and their children or "Old Money." Christianity rules the local courthouses and businesses. So, being gay and a witch leaves me standing on the outside looking in majority of the time.

But today, while grocery shopping, I ran into one of my old high school classmates. Couldn't stand her ass in high school and STILL don't like her. Valerie is the type of girl, who smooches in your face and stabs you in the back. I wonder what gives her this pleasure, since her life is certainly not one to be desired. The scenario was as followed.

Valerie: "Oh, My God, Harry!!!! How Are You?"
Me: "Fine, Thanks And Yourself?"
Valerie: Fabulous, Thank You. I Haven't Seen You In Forever."
Me: "Yeah, It Has Been Awhile, Like Years."
Valerie: "You Have Certainly Changed Alot Since High School. I Can't Put My Finger On It Exactly, But You Do Look Different Somehow."
Me: "Well, I Have Grown A Go-T And The Old Hairline Recedding Has Set In."
Valerie: "No, No, That's Not It At All. I Know, I Know. You Have Put On A Few Pounds."
Me: "Well Yes, I Have Actually. I'm Not 150 Pounds Anymore That's For Sure."
Valerie: "No, (laughing) Your Certainly Not. I Can't Believe I Ran Into You. I Mean, Everyone Was Talking A Bit Ago About How You Had Became A Druggie There For A While. I Thought, Oh How Unfortunate. But Seeing You I Can See You Have Put On Some Weight So The Latest Of You Being Clean Must Be True. I Mean, No One Has Ever Seen A FAT Drug Addict (laughing)."
Me: Oh, I See, Well Have You REALLY Heard The Latest? I Am Getting Married Next Month. He Is A Doctor. Really Great Guy. I Don't Work Anymore. He Would Rather I Stay Home, You Know, So I Can Be There When He Gets Off Work. (Then Her Kids Zoom Into The Picture, I Couldn't Resist). OHHH!!! Are They Your Kids? They Are So Cute!! How Many Do You Have Now, Four? Five? No Ring On Your Finger, That's A Shame. I Am Soo Sorry, It Must Be Very Difficult Raising All Those Kids By Yourself, No Father Figure Present And All. Or Am I Wrong? I Just ASSUMED Because I Don't See A Wedding Ring, Or Any Kind Of Ring, For That Fact, On Your Finger. Well, I Better Get Going, Mark Should Be Home Around 5pm Tonight. You Take Care...And It Was Soooo Nice To See You."

As i walked away I heard Valerie say "Yeah You Too...Bitch." I didnt even acknowledge. I Thought To Myself "Serves You Right Val, You Stick Your Hand In The Fire And You Just May Get Burned." The whole idea of thinking she could walk up to me. Try To make me feel like an ass and attempt to embarasse me was enough to make me truly want to throw down and turn "Faggot" in the middle of the PIGGLY WIGGLY, But I am the far better person for not. Injecting her with her OWN poison was the more appropriate form of retaliation here. So, How Did It Taste Val???? Bitter I Am Sure.
Normally, I would NEVER place judgement on anyone because of their personal situation and or circumstances...But This Bitch had It coming for a very long time. I am certain that todays encounter/conversation will not be passed along by her and added in the rumour mill. Bring It On Bitch...Bring IT on.

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