-I run into my former gym teacher who allowed the boys in my class to throw dodgeballs at my face at the supermarket. I ask if he remembers me, and he says no. I reply, "Really? Because you fucking ruined my life. Go to Hell." and walk out.
-I see the kid who used to call me "cow" when I was 10 and was borderline anorexic. I let him know that, yep, I had an eating disorder when he used to make fun of me.
-The frenemy who spread the stories of my suicidal tendencies and my bisexuality around is the cashier at a store where I'm shopping. I spend the whole time making her feel bad about it.
-My 4th grade teacher who turned her head while I was being harassed on a daily basis sees me and asks how I'm doing. I say, "fine, despite all the time in your class." She asks for clarification and I rail off all the shit that she let pass.
-The boy who used to make fun of me and throw things at me on the bus and I wind up at a networking event together. I get to wave my totally legit job in his face while he is unemployed with an MBA.
-I show up at my high school reunion with my awesome job (half check), fantastic wardrobe (check), perfect cleavage (check), and sexy boyfriend who happens to know my former classmates' older siblings and thus can embarrass the shit out of them (check!).
Whew, that felt good!
