Have you ever encountered someone who you last saw on really bad terms, yet they greet you like a long lost family member?

I got in a physical fight with a classmate in fifth grade. Nearly got myself suspended.

Two days later, she comes and greets me like we’re friends or something….

Not really. I’ve run into an ex friend at a couple of mutual friends get togethers over the years and we are friendly and polite but not buddy buddy, obviously. She knows WHY I dropped I her and I am confidant in the reasons I chose to let her go sooo, I have the upper hand. haha

Gotta run out. I want to answer this Q, because I got one that really fits. Hadn’t thought about this dude in awhile. Grrrrrr.

I’ll be back later.

Ex business partners. I just want to rip their eyes out.

Yes. Growing up, two kids bullied me regularly through grammar school. Later, I run into one of them in high school and he’s super happy to see me and nice to me like we’re old friends. I reminded him how he treated me like crap for years. “Nah,” he says, “we were buddies.”

From that day on, well into adulthood, he was always nice to me whenever I saw him. I still scratch my head at it.

This man I used to work with was nice enough, for several years, although he was a little bit too into the hippy dippy spiritual stuff and was always going around saying namaste and he smoked way too much pot. One day I was sitting outside during lunch and was chatting with some other co-workers/friends about helping some other mutual friends of our find work. This guy just happened to walk by us and over heard me. For whatever reason he flew into a rage and started yelling at me and telling me how stupid I was for attempting to help anybody and then he started using epithets and flailing his arms. He totally lost his shit, and it didn’t make any sense. None of us, the 3 that were initially having the conversation, could figure out why he would be angry at any of us for talking about some work that was available for our friends that were looking for work. But he kept on screaming and told me to go to hell. The 3 of us were completely shocked. Finally I told him to fuck off. This was after about a 10 minute rant at me. The weird thing was that he knew all of the folks who we were talking about who were looking for work. It didn’t make any sense why he would be angry that we were discussing helping people that we knew.

Fast forward 9 months or so, and another friend (who had heard this whole story) and I were going out to lunch one day, and after we sat down, in walks this dude with another mutual friend of ours (who most likely had never been told of this incident) unfortunately we were too far into the restaurant for me to get up and leave before he saw us, which would have been my preference, but he eventually spotted us and walked over and leaned in and gave me a hug, while I kind of winced, and said hello with a serene look on his face. Me and my lunch companion just looked at each other like, WTF? I didn’t want to cause a scene, so we just finished up our lunch in a hurry and left.

This was about 4 years ago and I haven’t seen him since. I never knew what set him off in the first place, and I still couldn’t believe that he acted like he had not behaved like a total asshat the last time I saw him. The only thing I could think of was maybe he had been on some type of medication in the years that I had known him (most likely pot) and on that particular day that he flipped out, he had not been on the meds. Who knows.

^^^ Crazy @Kardamom! I think maybe they don’t remember it like others do.

@Dutchess_III That’s what I think too. He seemed like he was back on the pot and namaste when I saw him 9 months after the incident. I’m also guessing that he didn’t want to allude to the incident in front of this other person (who knew both of us) because he probably assumed, rightly, that I would have explained to that other person what really happened, and that would have made him look like an idiot. I didn’t want to cause a scene, so I didn’t bring it up and got out of there quickly.

I really think that when some people do really whacked out, awful things, they are so humiliated by it and mortified that they completely block it out.