Once, I was shopping at La Senza at Dufferin mall... and as I'm paying for my underwear, the cashier looks really intently at me and asks me if I'm Veronica Torres...
I say yes... and look at this chick like.... who-the-fck-are-you...
She starts ramblings excitingly at me about how we were best friends in 3rd grade at St. Helen's and we used to write letters to eachother when I left there to go to St. Luke's and how she always wondered what happened to me, etc, etc....
I look at my mom as if, what do I say to that?! I don't remember her at all... She tells me her name and the things we did together....
blank... nothing... I vaguely remember a girl with her name... but wouldn't I remember someone that special?
She seems super disappointed that I don't and I feel super embarassed walking away....
that was 3-4 yrs ago....
she finds me on facebook... this time I remember her, from La Senza not from elementary school...
so after adding her, I send her a msg saying... "Hi so & so, I'm a little embarassed to say that I don't quite remember how we know eachother :S ... I'm sorry! Is it through St. Helen's? Are you one of the two J---s? lol! I think you are! I just haven't spoken to you in forever... hope things are good!"
she replies with the saddest, most heart-punching reply ever...
"Wow, I considered you my best friend in the 3rd grade, Ms. Novak's (St. Helens) and when you left we wrote each other letters. I was so excited when I received ne in the mail from you. I guess I didn't leave a lasting impression :o("
and STAB! eek! I feel like such a bitch!
I reply with something along the lines of "I'm sorry, I have a terrible memory.... blah blah... I'd like to get to know you a little better now, if you still want to, since I've made a complete ass of myself...."
and she replies with a very sweet, "no hard feelings, hope you had a great weekend..."
needless to say, I probably won't be hearing from her again....
am I really that bad a person?!
:(
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