Apparently I was in a fight on Friday.
I don't remember it. At all.
But the rumor when I walked in the office this morning is that one of the custodial staff and I "had words".
Wait a second. You're talking about ME? Had words? What words?
Anyone who knows me knows I would know if I'd been in an altercation. Even a minor one. Because my stomach and my head would hurt. And I would worry about it constantly until I made it right.
That's if I'd had the altercation at all. Because I'm one of the most passive people I know. I don't do confrontation. I can count on one hand the number of times in my life I've actually stood up for myself rather than just letting it go.
I remember joking around with the custodial staff. We were both laughing. At least I think we were.
I would be more than happy to apologize to the person if I inadvertently caused offense. The only problem is that I have no idea what I'd be apologizing for.
And now my stomach hurts.
2 comments:
That's odd.
Funny how that stuff happens... Kyle apparantly "had words and a shovefest" with another photographer at a local event. Lol. When I heard it, I was like, Kyle? Um... not possible. Turns out him and a buddy were joking around and it was misread. Everyone loves to witness a great drama, I suppose!
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