I met Ooma a year ago today. The year consisted of two months of joy, 4 months of bewilderment and 6 months of increasing acrimony. I now regard her as the most despicable person I have ever known. I have no plans to have anything more to do with her.
But, in case she reads this, I want to state, one last time and with feeling: I NEVER LIED TO HER and NEVER BROKE A PROMISE. Her inability to accept that truth was the beginning of the end of our relationship.