
When you lie you often have to keep lying. Share your pain. When I was 15 I pretended to be 16 to help get a summer job. Then had to spend a summer with this nice shopkeeper asking me everyday if I was excited about getting my GCSE results. I felt like an utter shit. Thanks to MerseyMal for the suggestion.
( , Thu 8 Mar 2012, 21:57)
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A man named John came to work for the same company as my dad. He and Dad became friends, and before long they'd met up outside of work and John had introduced his wife, Daisy.
Many years passed. My Dad married my Mum, and John and Daisy were invited. I was born and Christened, and John and Daisy were invited (to the Christening, at least). We threw a surprise 40th birthday party for my Mum, and, yes, John and Daisy were invited.
After about 25 years of knowing them, after sending her 25 Christmas cards and 25 birthday cards, we received a Christmas card written by her rather than him, as was the norm.
It was signed "John and Juliette".
( , Mon 12 Mar 2012, 11:34, 2 replies)

After sending her 25 birthday cards...
We didn't put her name in his cards, so his were correct.
( , Mon 12 Mar 2012, 19:50, closed)
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