Well, I just never seemed to be able to get along with her at all. There was this gal in my Christian college fellowship - back in the day - and she just seemed to me: well, I just saw her as kind of stuffy, rigid, and a kill joy. She organized a square dance at our college one evening, “her” square dance. I got kind of bored so me and some bros grabbed a guy and threw him out the window (first story). Hey, c’mon, I was bored! She felt like somehow that “wrecked her square dance”. She had the gall to complain about that! I just thought, “well la de da!” We just could not get along. Then we were both elected to the leadership group of our college fellowship, so I had to hang around with her: Miss Fussy!