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<blockquote data-quote="recoveringenabler" data-source="post: 620116" data-attributes="member: 13542"><p>Thanks BITS. Your post made me think of a time, in the not so distant past, when I often went out to lunch with a friend in this nice restaurant in town. Every single time I was there, I started to cry! About the 5th time, the Manager, who was quite discreet and sweet about it, actually came to our table and asked me if I would realistically consider not coming back anymore since I was disturbing the other guests. I imagine that was a hard thing for him to do, he seemed very uncomfortable. However, for me, it was humiliating. So I was grieving and completely mortified.............now I look back on that and my girlfriend and I laugh about it. She always says, "geez, I can't take you anywhere," or "remember when you were falling apart all over town...........and in the nicest places too!" </p><p></p><p>So BITS, we do live through this stuff, much as it seems sometimes that we certainly won't. And, someday, you'll look back on this and you'll smile, knowing you got through one helluva movie and you lived to tell the tale!</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="recoveringenabler, post: 620116, member: 13542"] Thanks BITS. Your post made me think of a time, in the not so distant past, when I often went out to lunch with a friend in this nice restaurant in town. Every single time I was there, I started to cry! About the 5th time, the Manager, who was quite discreet and sweet about it, actually came to our table and asked me if I would realistically consider not coming back anymore since I was disturbing the other guests. I imagine that was a hard thing for him to do, he seemed very uncomfortable. However, for me, it was humiliating. So I was grieving and completely mortified.............now I look back on that and my girlfriend and I laugh about it. She always says, "geez, I can't take you anywhere," or "remember when you were falling apart all over town...........and in the nicest places too!" So BITS, we do live through this stuff, much as it seems sometimes that we certainly won't. And, someday, you'll look back on this and you'll smile, knowing you got through one helluva movie and you lived to tell the tale! [/QUOTE]
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