Setting: Restaurant/Bar in hometown.
Occasion: The 100 year anniversary of our High School
Stranger: Hey! You remember me?
Me: I’m sorry, I don’t think so.
Stranger: Well, you never did give me the time of day. You always x-d (makes x sign with arms) me out of all your parties. I told your friend, SHE didn’t scar me, but YOU, you scarred me!
Me: I am so sorry! I was a teenager. I was in my own stupid world. I was busy dealing with my OWN insecurities.
Stranger: Uh huh. You know that guy in the band?
Me: Uh, I don’t think so.
Stranger: HE WAS IN YOUR CLASS TOO!
Me: Well, I’m sorry.
(Stranger gets up, goes to stage, gets band member’s attention, points at me. Band guy barely nods. I wave and smile meekly. Stranger comes back to table.)
Stranger: Yup. He says you was stuck-up too.
At least SOMEONE was entertained.