50 People I'd Rather Be With Than You

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39. Fred. When we made the connection that he was the same Fred who had bullied me from third grade through ninth I was pretty sure that I almost fainted (or peed my pants). But Fred assured us both that bygones were bygones. Too bad he didn’t mean it. I don’t know what it is about me, but for some reason I’m a Fred-bullying magnet. Whenever we hung out, he would always find some way to put me down, making all those blocked-out memories of my youth come flooding back like a broken dam. You thought that he was just being funny. There was nothing funny about Fred, though. I think that you were just happy that he was receiving me better than your family. While he may have had less of an issue with our relationship than others did, that didn’t mean that he was a magically changed person. He was still an asshole. At every chance he got, he was still such an asshole.