I think it's day 4. Still got a slight cough, and a lowered sense of taste and smell. Thanks for your mouldy lozenges. That visit to the emergency ward really perked me up. Remind me to send you mouldy turkey next thanksgiving. Anyhow, I'm seriously bored and IRC has been devoid of good conversationalists these few days. Was talking on the phone with my friend's friend. The one I mentioned... oh....a few days ago. The one my attached friend was trying to hook me up with. There was this point of time he started yammering about how it was his (my friend) first love, how he (my friend) should treasure it and he (not my friend) told him so, and about how happy he (my friend) is, and how he really deserves it after all he's been through (blah, blah) and that he (not my friend) was so happy for him (my friend) and he's really a good guy and how if we all met up, we should try to make her (mf's gf) welcome (but she wouldn't want to be made to feel welcome, contradiction on his part.) Yawn. All the while I was thinking, Hello, is he (mf) not my friend too? As if I would do something to spoil his relationship? And I've known him longer than you. Sure, we may not be bunk mates but I've seen him through more bouts of insecurity than you have. You're telling me what I should do?
Geez. There was this point of time that I actually took the phone from my ear and rested it on my shoulder... 5 seconds later he was still talking. Urrgh. Why. The. Hell. Are. You. Telling. Me. This? It's so weird hearing that from a stranger. Well, gee, if you like talking about my friend, and how I should treat him (because I'm an insensitive lout, you know), YOU go and be his girlfriend. Not the best comeback I could think of, but it'll do under duress.
Yes, dear folks, I did actually get angry, don't know if he realised it, but my responses got shorter, and my laughter was forced. Mister, you don't tell me what I should do, or even what "we" should do, because there is no "we". Don't treat me like I'm a kid and I have no tact. Sure, you may be right, but it doesn't mean you shouldn't respect what I think, or my ability to do the right things. Unless you're so worried about hurting his relationship with his girlfriend, something that I wouldn't even dream of hurting, that you'd insult his friend's ability to be nice.
Honestly. I am beginning to like this guy less and less.
:: nimezs @ 12:39 am [+] ::
