Mr. 'J'

The other day, I met up with an old flame, Mr. J. I was at the gym minding my own business, when the instructor, G (that's what we'll call her), walked in to the room. I looked up at G and right over her shoulder I saw him, Mr. J. He looked me in the eye and gave me a wink and a smile. I cringed but smiled back. He proceeded to walk right to me, as if his sole purpose in coming to the gym was to see me. I averted my eyes and did something, I can't remember what.

When Mr. J got to me, he said, "Hi Ipo, long time no see." In his smooth and confident way, he continued, "looks like you've been missing me." I replied, "No, haven't missed you at all. I'm perfectly happy and content with myself." Not giving up so easily, he smiled, "I'm sure you remember all the good times we had." I wasn't going to give in either so I said, "Um. No, they weren't very good times. In fact they were the worst years of my life. So I'd appreciate it if you get out of my space and leave me alone. Why don't you just pretend like you don't know who I am because that's what I'm going to do, starting now." Mr. J disappeared.

I sat for a moment thinking to myself, "you idiot, it's all your fault, you left the door open and Mr. J knew exactly when he could walk back through." I slapped myself (in my mind, I was still in public afterall). I then looked back at the instructor, G, as she began the class. I realized that she was the catalyst for the whole incident with Mr. J. You see I call her 'G' for gorgeous. She has the perfect body, muscular, fit, virtually fat-free, not to mention she has a beautiful face with long, thick dark hair. She is the picture of perfection. When she walked into the class, Mr. J, also known as 'Jealousy' saw my heart and came in on her heals and approached me with smugness. I'm glad I came to my senses quickly and chased him off....hopefully for good.

The 'J' word for the day is Jealousy.

I hope you chase him away when he approaches you (because I know he does).