Talk about a sharp kick to the groin, or a salted knife in the back... someone whom I thought was a good friend used the term "faggot ass fucker" in describing a relative on a smoke break. Granted the offensive relative sounds like a real piece of work, but it hurt none the less. Thinking back, I don't remember the last time I heard derogatory words used that hit so close to home. In a perfect world, I would have called her on the spot, and gotten an apology. Instead, I let it slide... either due to the fact that I think (thought) of her as a close friend, and there were several folks at our smoke shack. Could also be that I feel like shit from the new meds, and didn't feel like enduring much drama today.
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