at work today, my ex ex bf calls me...my secretary fails to screen my calls so i'm forced to talk to him...it totally catches me off guard...
so he's like, "someone told me that you're blogging about me."
i'm like, "don't worry about it...u don't take up that much space in my blogs...besides, my blogs just discuss how much i don't like u when i do take the time to even write about u."
he's like, "so u really write about me?"
i'm like, "who is telling u about my blogs?"
he answers, "no one."
i reply, "why don't u just fucking tell me who is telling u about my blogs cause i know i ain't friends with your friends and if they read my blogs via my facebook page, then i'm deleting them from my facebook page cause i seriously don't want any contact with u."
he responds, "okay...fine, my brother. do u write about your last ex bf too?"
i'm like, "actually, yes, i do...i write about everyone and don't worry, you're not all that special."
i then start going on a rampage, "dammit...u gotta stop calling me."
ex-bf, "i thought we were friends."
me, "we are not friends...i said we could be friendly but we are definitely NOT friends. if u want to contact me cause u need me and it's not a fucking emergency, just email me. i don't have anything to say to u."
ex-bf, "dude, you're sooo dramatic...i just called to say hi. what's wrong with that?"
me, "i'm DRAMATIC? well, you're a fucking douchebag. now we're EVEN. let's make this clear, we are not friends...i'll be friendly with u but please don't call me just because...it's pointless."
ex-bf, "uh...okay."
we then hang up the phone.
i swear, i guess it's my own damn fault...i should never have allowed my ex-bf to take me out to dinner for my bday a couple weeks ago...now he thinks we're friends...i guess i was basically asking for it...honestly, the reason why i even allowed myself to grab dinner with him cause i wanted closure...not relationship closure but closure of a different sort cause my last phone call to him prior to my bday dinner was me screaming at him about how much i hated his guts and i hate ending things with people on not so nice terms...so over my bday dinner, i was as nice as i could be and because of that, he thought i wanted to be friends and be like best buddies...hopefully, today's phone call really is the be all and end all of this very VERY long break-up.
and of course, the fact that it has been a very long break-up is totally my own fault too...basically, my ex ex bf and i broke up like a year and a half ago...after i broke it off with him cause he was a total cheap ass douchebag, i started dating this new douchebag who apparently was verbally and physically abusive so i began to sought solace in the arms of my cheap ass douchebag ex ex bf [which was a totally dumb move on my part]...i figured my cheap ass douchebag was better than my new current douchebag bf cause at least he would never lay a hand on me or threaten to "throw me down some stairs" if he got mad...i know, i'm really good at picking out winners to be with...after breaking up with my last bf cause i could never forgive him for the abuse i realized that my ex ex bf still annoyed me..so anyway, to make a long story short, i basically kept my lame ass ex ex bf around vs. just really ignoring his calls because i felt guilty for using him when i was going through a bad time with my last ex-bf and so because of this, he continues to be around in some form cause he doesn't understand when i say, "i hate u...like really, and by hate, don't care for u anymore." and of course it's my fault that i pick up his calls...i just can't bring myself to ignore someone's calls unless of course it's a telemarketer...
anyway, so while i'm like having this conversation at my ex ex bf where i'm like totally yelling at him on the phone, this copy records guy is in my office copying one of our patient's chart...after i'm done with the phone call, i tell the copy guy that i'm sorry for totally throwing a spaz in my office with him being there but i really had to take care of that call...the guy is like, "well, you're a beautiful girl...you're bound to attract a lot of men and they can't all be winners, you'll get some crazies after u." i'm like, "yeah...sure." i wasn't expecting the copy guy to say that to me...i was thrown off guard...like whoa...okay...and then the guy continues to like compliment me...he's like, "you must get a lot of guys...you seem really great." and i'm like, "uh...i gotta go now." so i leave my office...i guess i was once again asking for it...i knew i shouldn't go into work looking soooo damn sexy...i was wearing this t-shirt with my ucla sweatpants, my coke bottle glasses, and my hair tied up in a messy bun...and of course i paired the entire outfit with my uggs...u could even compare my hotness level to maybe a megan fox...haha...
okay...so that was basically my work day...i know...a day in my fucking life...it's that glamorous!!! xoxox....
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