So, what exactly is the etiquette when you run into somebody you really have nothing to say to anymore? This happened to me this past Sunday at a local coffee shop. Well, they were there and I was there and we clearly saw each other. I was meeting Scott Bradley the Caged Dames director and they were in a group of three so they clearly had the advantage and the wicked smiles started when they saw me. I don’t hate them but I don’t particularly care for them. Things with us were strained for a while but I did my best to overlook what I saw as rather juvenile behavior. Not even good, funny juvenile behavior, but dumb, really dumb behavior. I had a feeling that if I didn’t dance to their tune I would be ‘out’, and my suspicions were confirmed when I refused to not associate with one of their perceived enemies. I admire their ability to promote themselves but behind the glitter there’s not much else. So I sat there like an idiot until Scott arrived. It was nice to see that they got fatter.

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