Good Ridence

There comes points in my life (and I'm sure it happens to everyone) where I just realize that I really do not like someone I know. Not only do I think their personality sucks, I do not like what they represent as a person as well. While I do realize under some circumstances, time and experience changes people. But there are other situations when I've just been blind. The worst part of the latter example is when I've been given plenty of fair warning by other friends or acquaintances. So whose fault is it that warnings weren't heeded and things progressed to such a exacerbating realization? No one's but my damn own.