The Trials and Tribulations of ThisEndUp
the first was that the boy called me and agreed to bring food to me at work. i brought it up as a nice idea but didn't actually think that he'd jump on it. he did.
so i gave him the extension for the phone i'd be nearest and ran down to the training room to prepare for class. i noticed that quite a bit of time had gone by and he still hadn't showed. so i went to the guards' desk and sat around for a bit. the guy told me that someone had tried to get in but that it had been a black guy, here's an old picture of the boy in which you can clearly see that he lacks any pigment whatsoever.
so i waited for a bit longer then checked my voice mail. turns out the boy had been by earlier. the guard had been less than helpful and wouldn't even allow use of the phone to call me. so instead a sandwich got left on the left front wheel of my car.
after hearing this news is when the second thing occurred... i lost it. i sat in the training room and cried. then i called the boy and cried. i know that i made him worried. i talked to him for about 15 minutes and i made less sense than those arby's oven mitt commercials.
i think that i was just truly disappointed that i wasn't going to see the boy. i think that i was tired from a day of crap. see, everyone seems to be sympathizing with big d for losing his client. "he seems so attached to them" they think. "he must be very upset that they are ending this business."
well, they couldn't be more wrong. he may act upset but this is a wonderful turn of events for him. 1) it gets him sympathy and attention from many people 2) he will never have to learn the things he didn't learn 3) he will never have to let on that he didn't know the things that he didn't learn 4) he gets to continue being everyone's favorite lovable schmuck...
and me? i get to hide in the dark training room wiping mascara off my cheeks and thinking about the frozen sandwich. i caved and called the boy. he's going to do some recording then come and get me. this is horrible, i should have just left things alone. i would call back...
okay, i just did. i called back and now i feel like shit. what the fuck. he says that i can call back and leave him a message and he'll check when he's done recording. so i could do that.
is it really wrong to want to be with one's boyfriend when one is feeling terribly low? is it wrong to want to snuggle when it's damn cold outside? ....no
is it wrong to call and weep on the phone with your boyfriend? is wrong to then ask him to leave his house in weather that is double digits below zero so that you can be comforted? ....maybe
i'm going upstairs now, mascara-face be damned. 'cause i wants that sandwich.
