It's another School reunion, and a bomb is dropped in my ear... 'Have you really never been in a significant relationship?' For a start, I'm amazed she can string this sentence together and it catches me off guard. My drunken, friend between the ages of four and probably twelve, has an arm draped tightly around my neck, hanging on like her life depends on it and the stench of cigarette breath almost renders me unconscious. What do I say? 'Define; significant?' Breathe in the other direction to avoid the acrid fumes while I think?
The relationship I've been in for the past few years is pretty significant to me, but it's un-definable. No, I don't have a ring on my finger but nor do I have an unattractive man shackled to me or smell like an ash tray.
I know that it's the alcohol asking the question but I'm peeved to say the least, that this train wreck is basically pointing out that there must be something flawed within me.
I don't know if she has children or not but given the opportunity to change places with her, would I?
No thank you, I'd back me any day of the week.
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