In Another Life We Might Have Been Friends

I had a conversation with my boss Wednesday that went like this:

Boss:  Hey Jill.  I need you to work a Yarco event tomorrow.  Basically, you’ll man the booth and try generating some new business.    

Me:  Yarco? 

Boss:  Yeah Yarco.  You've heard of them right?

Me (In my head):  Um, yeah, uhhhhh Yarco has like a million properties here in KC and I actually try to stay away from them since my husband’s x-wife is in HR over there.  Maybe you should ask someone else.

Me (Actually):  Sure I would love too!

So, yesterday, I get dressed, give myself a pep talk (about how awesome I am, what else?) and head to work.  11:00 rolls around; I grab Roxie, a load of talking pens, and head over to the Argosy hoping x-wife was treated like some sort of ugly step-child and was forced to stay in the office.  No such luck.  I walk in, there she is, sitting at the Yarco welcome table and it only took her about 2.4 seconds to register who had just walked in.  I smiled a half smile and found our table---a mere 12 ft away!  I wasn't quite sure how the day was going to go considering our table was facing the her table and her table was facing ours (and avoidance is usually my go to.)  So with avoidane out, what are you suppose to do in that situation?  What is proper etiquette?  Are you supposed to talk? 

Hi!  It’s so nice to officially meet you.  I don’t know if you remember, we tried out at KU together but I ultimately decided KU wasn’t for me and moved to South Florida instead.  If you hear of anyone needing flooring please pass my info along; here’s my card.  Oh yeah, my last name is Carter.  Sorry bout that--Hubs and I got married in January.  I’ve been wanting to thank you for whatever happened between you two because now I get to spend the rest of my life with him.   Anyway, let your properties know we have excellent prices and next day service.  Good to see you!

Or not talk?  Completely ignore what was happening?   I basically did nothing.  I gave her an acknowledgement when I walked in, she gave me a wave when I left and the time in-between was peppered with half smiles.   When you really think about it, she’s never done anything to me so why should I even care.  She did me the ultimate favor---suuuuure, life with Hubs (and Tyson) has created a fart/poop cloud around me that might never dissipate but that’s a small price to pay for the happiness that I feel in my life now.  In her defense, she's had more than one occasion to show her distain for his new life but she's always proved more than accommodating and polite. 

And really, who wants to create an unnecessarily awkward situation?  The likelihood of us crossing paths again is fairly high.  We were both cheerleaders, we both work in multi-family, we have the same taste in music (and men), and who knows, in another life we might have been friends…..

So next time I will say hello. 

Another reason I hate being an adult.....