Anyone else has "oh s**t" moments years later?

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Thats the reason I do not drive. I could possibly hit someone and not even know I hit them.

I had an "oh s**t" moment yesterday - I realized I forgot to post on my sister's Facebook Wall to wish her a happy birthday. There's a lot of tension between us already, so that probably didn't help.

Okay, I'd say you didn't realize what this was because this guy was PSYCHO. But that's just my take on it.

Anyway... I have too many of these and I can't stand to recount them here, as a rule. But I do know that every time I end a phone conversation (or any conversation, really), I have the same problem. I can, in my own eccentric way, play the game, but once the conversation is over, the mental switch goes immediately to off and I give the most abrupt salute I can and hang up (or turn away). Every time, I realize in the next second that it kind of undid everything I was going for in talking their way (or talking at all, reluctantly). So I go along the best I can and then, "Okay, we'll do that then. I'll see you then. Have a good day!" and I respond, "Bye!" <click>

Meh.

I also have one of those, "Hey, I think he might have had a thing for me..." situations. There was a guy I had known for years, even though his folks moved about and he was passed between them from time to time... so that sometimes he came back to town. When he did, he always contacted me. The summer after my freshman year of college we hung out all the time. We'd watch movies at my house, talk on the phone for hours, go visit old graveyards together (yeah, we're weird) and wrote to each other when I went back to college. He knew there was a guy at college I was interested in. So we just hung out.

While I was at college, I found out what a schmuck the one guy was (that I had been interested in) and met another through a friend. This one was right... In fact, we've been married now for 17 years. I went home for Christmas vacation and talked to my old friend on the phone and told him I was engaged and he didn't seem particularly happy for me... kinda blah. I couldn't quite understand it, thought maybe he figured that meant the fun was over. I didn't get further than that in figuring it out... I never heard from him again. I think he's on Facebook, at least, I have found a profile consistent with his. But I can't bring myself to contact him... My sister pointed out, a couple of years after I got married, that he had probably been interested in me and the more I thought about it, the more I realized... yes, that's right...

"Oh, crap... Poor dude..."

I could be wrong. He really could have thought the fun was over. Hanging with a chick who is interested in an indifferent jerk is a lot less sappy than hanging with a girl who is in love and newly engaged... a difference between hearing about another guy a little or watching a movie on tv alone while she's on the phone with her fiance. But that same difference (what do you know, I found a correct use for that pairing of words) could also explain why he hung out with me before but never contacted me after, if he was interested in me himself.

I guess I found it hard to believe because I thought of myself as his scruffy old school friend, not particularly attractive, even though I also see now that at that time, I was nice looking and had a good shape... and had more than once attracted the interest of unusual guys... the kind who find common girls tedious. To be sure, I have never been common...

Well, anyway, it bothers me now. If he was interested, it must have been a bad case, for him to cut off all contact. Sigh... Never could have seen that coming. I didn't think I had that affect on anyone except my husband!

In fact, and this in no way reflects upon my marriage, I know I chose the right one... At least, if there's more than one right one for a person, I certainly didn't choose wrong. But in one of my stories, I do have a character somewhat based on him. He has to go through a lot, but in the end, he gets the girl. I figured that was only fair.

Whoever that was he/she must have been very sneaky

All....the....time....

I did that lol but it was so peaceful there

hehe - no I think I was just completely oblivious. After many, many mean acts, he even tagged my car with his graffiti name, on the driver's side and still...STILL...I didn't get it. He must not have realized that I can't really read that stuff. I bet he had lost patience with me for seeing him and still saying "Hi!" so he decided he'd do something I couldn't miss. Yet, I missed it.

It's funny to me that something that was such a big deal to him that he devoted about 6 months to just seemed random to me and that it took me so long to figure it out and that by the time I did I thought it was funny. All I know is I laughed last. Poor guy.

I'm glad you had the last laugh, that's great lol, to see all his useless efforts to bother you for nothing was the best punishment for him, for doing all those things, he so deserved that

Okay, that's actually pretty funny. Nice friendly greeting, no inkling at all that he's being a d!ckweed... it's like something from a sitcom.

I was thinking it could be a good way to react in some situations, even if you do realise what the person is doing, to ignore it, unless of course the person is actually dangerous.

I never had that, unless the gal was just trying to screw with me...other than of course the love of my life

I'm probably older than most of you, and sorry to say, I can still have "oh sh%t" moments from 40+ years back. Also will have random memories from some of my klutzier moves (crashing into and onto people, accidently whacking someone in the head).