“Why The Drama, We Don't Have To Drag Out This Situation. It wasn't you, it wasn't me, sometimes the chemistry don't ignite"

It has been way too long since we had a posting here at the Five Guys, and to be fair there is only one of us who contributes any more anyway. So to try and prop this thing back up I am doing two posts today. The first is a story from this weekend and the second is a piece I wrote four years ago that gives some back story on a character I am about to mention.
Last Saturday The Host, Pauly, and I decided to take in the Sport of Kings. We spent the afternoon at our local track making $2 bets and drinking a staggering amount of 8 oz. dollar beers. We noticed that there was an engagement party taking place out on the veranda of the Clubhouse. The bridal party strolled by quite a few times to get drinks and place bets. At one point when the bride-to-be walked particularly close to the three of us I got a good look at her, nearly choked on my beer, and blurted out “I have made out with her”! Sure enough, this gal was one of the last people that I dated before meeting the future Mrs. GF. We met at a rock concert one afternoon and went out a time or two after that. While it was not scandalous or acrimonious, it was some what awkward to run into her in the context of her engagement party. I didn’t talk to her though I did run into her fiancée at the bar. Things I did say to him included, “I won 80 cents on that last race, how’d you do”? Things I did not say to him included, “your wife-to-be is a good kisser and it looks like she got a new set of Diacos since the last time I saw her, so Congrats”. Cause I like to keep it classy.