post-modernist moment?

i was at a friend's birthday do the other night, where a guy that i used to date showed up. i hadn't seen him in 3-4 years and in the end, we didn't really know what to say to each other. it wasn't awkward per se, we'd seen each other a few times after it hadn't actually become anything. i guess it was what it was. but as i was leaving i spotted my ex. him i hadn't seen in, what, 7 years? more? considering how small this town is, pretty unbelievable (at least the guy i dated used to both live and work elsewhere). i felt lucky i was leaving because i wouldn't really have known what to say. 

but that wasn't the end of it. as i was stepping away, i heard my name being called. a guy whom i nearly dated. of the 3, the only one i could have had a conversation with, and he seemed to be a bit anxious about knowing no one there (he was there with a girl whom i presumed to be his girlfriend) so clearly wanted me to stay a bit but i had another commitment so off i went. still, meeting those 3 guys at the same event was a bit weird.