So I'm out at the executive (edit: christmas) afterparty for my company.... finishing up dinner and meeting with a particularly ballsy head hunter.... my phone rings 11pm
call 1
[red button] (message was her acting like a dumbass)
calls again
[red button] (message was her apologizing for the first call and bitching that I still have one of her shirts that I told her I'd mail to her so I'd never have to see her cheating ass agian.)
I get home, loosen my tie, grab half a case of pints and head over to meet my date....
she lives really close to me so she comes back to my place... only for a second.... she wanted to know if I had an extra licence of Illustrator... she's an art major....
I get in my front door and my roomates are hanging out with three of my ex-gf's roomates in MY apartment! Remember, they live half an hour away. She and I get into my bedroom under the evil glares of my ex'es friends.... suddenly my landline rings. it's the ex.
"acemcmac, it's for you"
me: picks up, "hello? hello? hello? your loss. [click]."
phone rings again
me: picks up, "I'm sorry, I'm not available right now, can I please take message"
her: "no, but....'
me: [click]
phone rings again
me: "I'm sorry, I have nothing to say to you." [click]
I give the clothes in question to the ex'es girlfriend... and what do you know... she left them here....
I only know this because I decided to come back. I could have taken the new date all the way, but I really really want a lasting relationship right now and driving the girl all the way *home* on the first night while she's drunk off her ass and calling me "prince charming" isn't the way to go....
so wtf with my ex? I smell a conspiracy. Too bad I already moved on :beer:
			
			call 1
[red button] (message was her acting like a dumbass)
calls again
[red button] (message was her apologizing for the first call and bitching that I still have one of her shirts that I told her I'd mail to her so I'd never have to see her cheating ass agian.)
I get home, loosen my tie, grab half a case of pints and head over to meet my date....
she lives really close to me so she comes back to my place... only for a second.... she wanted to know if I had an extra licence of Illustrator... she's an art major....
I get in my front door and my roomates are hanging out with three of my ex-gf's roomates in MY apartment! Remember, they live half an hour away. She and I get into my bedroom under the evil glares of my ex'es friends.... suddenly my landline rings. it's the ex.
"acemcmac, it's for you"
me: picks up, "hello? hello? hello? your loss. [click]."
phone rings again
me: picks up, "I'm sorry, I'm not available right now, can I please take message"
her: "no, but....'
me: [click]
phone rings again
me: "I'm sorry, I have nothing to say to you." [click]
I give the clothes in question to the ex'es girlfriend... and what do you know... she left them here....
I only know this because I decided to come back. I could have taken the new date all the way, but I really really want a lasting relationship right now and driving the girl all the way *home* on the first night while she's drunk off her ass and calling me "prince charming" isn't the way to go....
not bad for a white rose stolen from the executive party.... :beer:new girl's away message
y'all a guy gave me a flower tonight, somthing small ive been wating for my ENTIRE LIFE...and im slightly intoxiacated...
so wtf with my ex? I smell a conspiracy. Too bad I already moved on :beer:
				
		
			