
Nice and simple this week. Just tell us the exact moment you knew that relationship, that job or that penchant for custard-dipped young boys was over.
( , Thu 21 Jul 2005, 10:45)
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was when a close friend hung up on me mid-sentence and never spoke to me again. We had to work together for 3 more months, but she had her husband ring me up and gently explain she couldn't bring herself to associate with me. "And don't call again."
My crime? We gave birth 2 weeks apart at different hospitals. She had a caesarian section. I didn't. When I (admittedly being quite insensitive) said my labour was so slow I was lucky I didn't get cut, she hung up.
( , Mon 25 Jul 2005, 0:04, Reply)
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