Nothing, and I really mean nothing, quite livens up the atmosphere in a restaurant like the coming together of former work colleagues. Especially when one of those former work colleagues was dismissed in an acrimonious and really rather angry manner by the other.
No amount of grin fucking and false sentiment can adequately hide the dislike and lets be honest down right hostility that still exists many years after the fact.
"Your Sea Bass madam. I really hope you enjoy it", I smarmed across the table.
"Oh thank you, it looks just fantastic.", she replied wondering just what lay beneath the gently pan fried fishy delicacy.
And then we smiled at each other. It would be accurate to say that child abusers and their victims have warmer and more sincere exchanges across the court room.
Meh........she wasn't very good so I still very justified in having let her go. And I'm sure she still feels she was shabbily dealt with. But I wonder who felt more awkward? I know I was squirming for a good hour or two and the way her six foot boy chum was staring at me was making my ass sweat.
Crikey......Ex's in all form are best avoided.