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I was supposed to go out for a drink with Coworker1 and Coworker2 tonight. (Yes, the same Coworker2 that works the evening shift, and claims she NEEDED the night off to go Christmas shopping.) I, as usual, didn't really want to go, but agreed just because...I guess I don't want people to know I'm such a socially inept freak, and seem to think that going to these little get together things that they hold will somehow convince them that I'm normal. Despite my average daily behavior. Or something. But anyway, Coworker1 decided that she was too busy with studying and writing papers for class to go out, and besides which, the weather was crappy...and she threw in that my mouth hurts, in her phone conversation with Coworker2. Seemed a bit to me like one of those "I-really-don't-want-to-go-but-can't-think-of-an-excuse-so-I'll-throw-out-a-whole-bunch-of-reasons" situations to me, but I'm certainly not complaining. |