“Rough day Jim?” Noah, the bartender of Shoot’s bar, asks me as he slides the coke across the mahogany bar table. “You don’t even know” I say with a loud sigh.
You see, today something strange happened that made me change
After thinking, I decided I would confront him about the horrible thing he had done to me; it’s time he paid. I searched around the run down town until I saw him leaning against Shoot’s. As I walked towards him, I notice that something is off. “What’s wrong with you,” I said sarcastically. Matt looked up, and to my surprise, when he saw me he smiled. “Jim! How you doing!” he said. “Not good, thanks to you!” I said angrily, seeing a fight in my near future. “Oh man, I’m so sorry about losing your job! I miss our constant bickering!” he said. As he talked, I looked into his eyes, and saw a few tears welling up. He really was sorry about what happened. Maybe the hate was all in my head, and I felt horrible for hating him all this time. We chatted for hours after that, and after he left, I went into the bar. While sitting there drinking my coke, I realized that you really don’t know a person until you talk to them and try to understand, instead of making your own assumptions based on first impressions.my views about people forever. This morning I was riding
my favorite stallion, Misty, around town when I saw everyone is whispering to each other and giving me strange looks. I decided to ask around about the commotion, I came to the knowledge that Matt Burgan was back in town. Normally, news like this is not headline worthy, but the problem was, Matt and I go way back. We hatted each other ever since we first laid eyes on each other, back when we worked together on a corn farm. Usually I just leave people like this alone, but he just made me angry for some reason. I am not sure if it was the looks he would give me or
what, but every day at work we would fight and fight, and sometimes, it just got nasty. It got so bad to the point where one of us had to be fired. That’s when I swore I would get him back for what he did to me
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