Tuesday 200 — #87

He said he couldn’t forgive me. Like I did anything wrong. You should have seen him … pushing me, right in the middle of XXL. I didn’t do anything and he was totally pushing me, trying to get me kicked out of the club, telling everybody I was a weirdo. You know me, I’m no weirdo. I’m a normal guy. A weirdo? What the fuck? He’s so high school. I’m 36, I don’t need this. But what if his friends think I’m a weirdo? No, I am over him. I built a bridge and crossed it like sixteen times, that’s how over him I am. I just want to be civil. You should’ve seen him. Turning away when he sees me and then screaming I’m following him and I was like, fuck off, we’re in the same club, we’re going to see each other. Just be friendly. I’m not a weirdo. Why’s he say that? You should've been there. You were? Really? We talked? Last night? You’re kidding. Alright, well I’m calling XXL to see if I was barred. Hey, will you talk to him for me? I am over him. Just tell him I’m not a weirdo. Ok, thanks. Bye.

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