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by CareyBot

Last week, I bumped into an old friend from high school whom I hadn't seen in years. It was one of those awkward "chance encounters" that so many people have at a supermarket, or gas station, or restaurant. Or, in this particular case, the crowded parking lot at a shopping mall. I had just finished throwing the last JC Penny bag of back-to-school clothes into my minivan when my long-lost acquaintance pulled her shiny new Mercedes-Benz into the parking spot beside me. I put my head down and started looking for my keys, hoping that she wouldn't recognize me. Unfortunately, she did–and instantly started the same kind of one-sided conversation like we used to have in high school. After about 10 minutes of telling me how great her life is, and how great her attorney/husband and h...