Some days I think I’m really dense. Or perhaps I’m just naive. I seem to always, always miss the clues when someone is either using me or including me in their shenanigans to promote, forward or validate their own agendas.
A short while ago a “friend” was telling me how she wasn’t certain that a particular get together would happen that she holds or if it did then it’d be really small. It’s an event I’ve always enjoyed going to so I felt disappointed that it may not happen and if it did then I may be left off the list. I commiserated with her and told her I hoped it would continue.
So what happened, you ask?
Well another “friend” (whom I met through previous get togethers) a few days later asks me if I’m going to the event. She lists everyone who’s RSVP’d and guess what? Only a small handful of the dozen or so usual attendees weren’t mentioned … of course I’m one of the handful. Hmmm. I didn’t see that coming.
Dense, maybe. Naive, possibly. Disappointed, absolutely. For the best, yup.
Until the next time.