then again...i really don't fucking care. i don't understand why you just refuse to LIG (let it go for the "cool impaired"). you continually show up at my family's gatherings and stare me down like i'm going to gravitate to you if you stare at me long e-fucking-nuff.
this past friday (3 june 2011) was the birthday gathering for my sister and bro by law. i, of course, had to go to work and rush to get ready afterwards. things didn't go as planned (especially when i got the call from the brother-person that he was bringing his homie along) and i was ready to just say fuck it and not go. but i wasn't about to let this mutha fucka stop me from enjoying my four day weekend. i figured the bitch wouldn't say anything to me because i had every intention of hanging by boo thang's side for the night. unfortunately, his car was totalled earlier that day and he didn't come. bummer. so we get to the bar to find my baby sister and the other guest of honor were in route. i got upset again and was on the verge of not going in so i made a call (actually a text) to be rescued. the convo went like this:
"did you ride your baby to the workit job?"
"yup just got to the house what's up"
"this night fucking sux!!come rescue me!"
"where u at"
now that's what the fuck i'm talkin bout. gotta love a man who loves to cater to me. it didn't matter that he had no intention of coming to the party. the fact that he would drop anything for me means something (he's a keeper). so gold start for ED because you rock!! after him texting to say he's on his way, my friendgirl calls to say she's en route as well. debate. debate. debate. i'm gonna stay up here and just have him come in anyway. so he of course beats her and we sit in the parking lot waiting for my girl D to get there. while waiting, the brother-person pulls up with my mortal enemy in tow. i made an attempt at letting him know D was coming since he was under the impression she wasn't which meant i had to go around mr wrong. i got my opportunity to give him the heads up when the maggotsack walked towards the entrance to the bar. i had ED pull up to my brother's car and told him what was going on. he smiled and walked off. by this time, mr. wrong made his way back towards us and saw that it was me in the car. there it was. the look. you know the one that the think is going to bore a hole into your flesh. too bad it didn't work. so D pulls up and i do a quick wardrobe change and head into the club. ED decided to stay behind and just wait for me to come out. for the brief time i was in there dancing with my girls and my brother, i could feel his eyes on me like i was his dinner or something. not the case. dude. what the fuck? say hi. bark. do something. party winding down and i sneak off to say my goodbyes to a few of the guests. i make my way outside and get my purse out of my sister's car so that i can go. i'm headed back to the car after being called by someone (still don't know what chick called me) and mr wrong pulls me to the side. he proceeds to ask me why i didn't tell him about my oldest son graduating and then brings up the fact ED and i are in an Audi. like what the fuck does that have to do with the price of tea in china? or better yet, what does it have to do with YOUR SON? so then he gets to talking about how he should go get his A8 and shit all over "dude's car" for the record, if you had an A-anything, you wouldn't have hesitated to bring the mutha fucka out because that's how you are. you're a flashy type nigga and everybody knows that. so go somewhere with that nonsense. and then it was all about how he doesn't come see his son because i have a restraining order against him. uuuhhh NO!!! i've never needed the law to restrain your ass when i can do the shit my damn self. you have me confused with some other chick. so i told him this. then i asked why i am even talking to him when he acts like he doesn't know how to talk to people and going around bad mouthing me to anyone who will half way listen.
of course it was "i never say anything bad about you" and i just look at him because we all know that's a bold face lie. if you are lying on me or not telling the full story about what went down with us, then you are bad mouthing me. i proceed to walk off and he pulls his classic line "if you ever loved me, then you'll stand here and talk to me" i almost fucking choked for real. this coming from the man who claims we were never in a relationship but you ride around showing people the house we lived in together as a couple. are you fucking kidding me? i respond that i shouldn't waste my time talking to someone who tells people we were never together. so how do you come back from that? by again mentioning the car i'm about to ride off in. you still have yet to ask me how your son is doing.
i walked away as my brother was coming over to retrieve his friend and hopped in the car with ED so that i could finish my night on a good note. no such luck. this mutha fucka called me all weekend long private. he started at six that morning and would only call in the middle of the night. i eventually powered my phone down last night because he refused to stop calling even after i answered and asked him what he wanted. and that's unusual for me because i don't usually answer blocked calls.
but that was my madness for this weekend. i'm off for one more day and i plan to sleep well tonight, think i may even go for a ride on the bike since i like to go fast!!!
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