My high school’s football team made it to the state championship game.
I got a FB message request with info about a private tailgate party, which I “liked” but didn’t plan on attending, for a variety of reasons.
Then I was promptly removed from the group by the woman who sent the invite. Guess I am not welcome.
WTF, people???
	
 
		
		
Wow, Cashmere! I'm speechless. 
	
 
		
		
Wow, that's incredibly rude. Geez. 
	
 
		
		
Wow that is just so shitty. 
	
 
		
		
She was never my favorite person but I busted my ass on our class reunion.
Maybe she just thought I wouldn’t travel. But she could have given me a chance to respond.
Whatevs.
	
 
		
		
Ugh. Tired of people. Peopled out.
	
 
		
		
Well that’s freakin’ rude, Cashmere.
I’m in Michigan, thanks to 4-wheel drive and six shots of espresso. And I’m about a block from a Kroger, so let the Graeter’s hunt begin!