Blast from the past

I went for lunch with my mum, she took me to a new place she had heard of. Lovely, love seeing my mum, love being fed, win win.

We walked into the place and the first person we see, is a man who use to be my boss, back years ago, I am talking over 20 years.

He was a sleeze, at one point he tried to kiss me, he was at least 20 years older than me and it was not wanted. I am not sure if he recognised me though, he was very polite all the way through and didnt seem to know me, but it was still weird.

The plates were massive, not even hollow legs Monkey could finish all his dinner, but apart from the fact its a pain to get to, I probably wont be going back there, although at least its not a really bad part of my past to come jump out and go boo. The past should stay where it is.

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