After calling NYEBoy several times, I finally got ahold of him on the phone and told him to call me.
*ring, ring*
Me: Why the fuck haven't you called?
NYEBoy: I saw my dad had called, so I called him first. He said my dog died.
Me: I'm sorry [insert me being pissed off and not saying anything]
...After more silence and exchange of words...
Me: I think I'm getting sicker.
NYEBoy: How do you know?
Me: I have puss pockets on my tonsils now.
NYEBoy: Are you going to be okay?
Me: [insert sarcasm.] Yeah. I'll try not to die,
NYEBoy: That's not funny.
Me: Sorry.
Man, I'm such a
3 comments:
Be nice to him!!! His dog died!!! But, I hope you're not getting sicker...
Ha! That sounds exactly how I was when dh was my bf! (Catching up from ICLW)
Yes, you get the award :)
We all have our days, don't feel bad! :)
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