After getting Dumped in Barrie, I came back home and began the process of “getting over it”. I was now sick with a cold, too. My immune system had gone to shit, working those crazy hours.
I ran into Dandy at one of the stores, while doing a stock transfer.
“Hey,” he said. “I think I saw that chick JJJulie at the mall with some fat guy.”
“Really?” I said. “Are you sure? She’s not from here. She lives in Etobicoke.”
“Yeah,” he replied. “She had pink in her hair right? But, like, faded?”
“Yeah,” I growled. She just dumped me the weekend before, and I knew who the fat guy was, too. “This fat guy. Did he have a shaved head?”
“Yeah dude,” nodded Dandy.
So we just broke up, and she was already seeing this other dude! I confronted her about it, and she eventually admitted to coming to town to “see” him. This is five days after dumping me. Five days! Well, she wasn’t just “seeing him”. I later found out that they “did the deed” that day, before his shift at the local McDonalds.
When he found out that I knew about this, he came into my store to make amends, because he genuinely wanted to make up and be friends. He delivered me a tray of two McDonalds triple thick McShakes as a peace offering.