Word of advice, don't ever, ever, EVER answer your cell when you don't recognize the number that comes up on it. You ESPECIALLY don't answer if you see the number and it looks vagueally familiar, because there is a reason you tried to forget it.
It is the dreaded ex fuck buddy who wanted more. Well, he wanted to move in with me, cause hey, his at the time gf just wasn't paying the bills like he would have liked. He had his talents, and his uses, but I'm not a sugar mama.
Why did he call me? He was looking for a place to live, and wanted to bitch about his current landlords. I know that is my job...but come on...I don't like talking to him. Especailly when he slips in the 'hun' and 'babe' and I have to call him on it. Then I listened...and hear her in the background. He's calling me hun in front of his gf. NICE. No matter how big his dick was, it's not worth putting up with that shit.
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Sometimes, it's nice to change your cell number every so often.
ReplyDeleteWas this dude's name Chris by any chance????
It was Mark, AKA 'Girth' as a matter of fact. I saty away from guys named Chris, they are all scoiopaths with kill bunnies and become obsessed.
ReplyDelete*Applause* Say it again girlfriend!
ReplyDeleteI answered my cell this weekend and it was someone who pretended to be my friend (she was totally using me and my car). She has ignored me since A started school - what is this sudden interest in talking to me now?!?