A guy I work with organises three teams entering a little lunchtime sports competition. I joined in last season for the first time, and this season Mr Frass joins my team also. I just got the team list, and it looks like a last-minute entry on my team is the only JW in the building. She barely knows me (it's a big office) but would have seen me around and know I'm out (dfd), but I don't think she knows my new name, so wouldn't know that she should be alarmed about going along to play next week.
I told the organiser about the situation, and that she's likely to want to switch teams, but I think she'll just quit, which is a bummer because we're always short of females. I've worked out why I'm unhappy about the situation; here I am getting on with my life and having fun with my friends, some of whom I've known from work for a few years and some of whom are newer friends I've made since moving back. All it takes is one shunning event to make everything awkward and suckful. Also, it's a work thing, so my team are also distant colleagues, and if it gets talked about, I just know it will be me who turns out to be the bad guy, just for mentioning religion (the untouchable PC topic).
Goddammit, these guys were my friends first!! *pout*