boys ARE dumb
I set out for work. It's snowing. Yuck. I expect it to be dead at work, but no, it's super busy, the bar is packed. I look good, BND from yesterday's post is supposed to meet me for a drink after I get off work around 9:30-ish. We're busy. It thins out. At 9:10 HMP walks in. Of course, because I couldn't have normal date with a nice seeming boy without some complications. HMP's grandmother just died, he's going home tomorrow, and his boyhood friend has been threatening suicide in email all day. AUGH. And it's me he comes to. Which I appreciate, but still. I get him a drink. DD tells me to just clock out she gets me a drink. I chat with HMP for a bit and then my phone rings. It's BND. I'll just transcribe the conversation for you:
me: Hello?
BND: Is this Lucy?
me: yeah
BND: Hi, uh, this is BND, I think we talked the other night?
me (confused): we did, yes.
BND: Well I was so drunk I couldn't remember if I said I'd come meet you tonight or said maybe or what.
me: ...
me: I think we said maybe
BND: Well, I'm not going to be able to make it up there tonight.
me: okay
BND: so, well, talk some time soon?
me: no, you don't need to call me again
BND: okay sorry.
me: bye
BND: bye
REALLY? I mean sure, I'm glad I know he's a fucking idiot before I wasted any time on him, but REALLY? Not even smart enough to say he just can't make it, or something, anything else. He was too drunk when he called me to remember what he said to me. Awesome. Another keeper.
So I got off the phone, told HMP the whole story and he amused himself by making other possible excuses BND could have used which was pretty funny. Then HMP left and I hung out with some of our regulars and bonded with DD over the incredible stupidity of boys. Then I scraped 2 inches of snow off my car and drove home.
Now, I sitting here staring at my MySpace inbox, which contains another message from CK. I can't decide if I should read it now and risk being so pissed I don't sleep. Or if I should just let it go and worry about it tomorrow, later, some other time.
Comments
I love how you were fortright to dumb boy... "no you don't need to call me again".... I hope he felt like a major ass. Cause that is what he is.
Don't give up... there is a fantastic guy out there for ya!
Yep. I have a similar story related to dumpage. The guy that dumped me over the phone did so quickly bc he had friends coming over. He said he would call later. Which he did. We had a decent talk which hurt bc I found out he was just pretending to like me for "weeks" when he really didn't, culminating in a completely fake and hollow Valentine's day. But we had a good conversation where we talked about relationships and he said a lot that sounded true and I left that conversation thinking he was messed up but maybe forgiveable.
So the next day I get a phone message. "I'm so sorry I didn't call you last night. But I had a good reason, I was unconscious." I'm like wtf? I call him back and he says he was wasted and blacked out during our hour-long conversation. He's one of those people who you can't tell at all when they're drunk. He wasn't lying. He was utterly shocked and freaked out at how badly he fucked up, as was I. I have never, ever seen worse. So I'm like wow, did I even date you, maybe it was just a mirage and all that time I thought you liked me you were just too drunk to remember lol!!
Thanks for posting such a funny conversation.