Bitten in the ass.... again.

A couple of days ago I get a call from a friend of mine I haven't heard from in over a year. It was a bit unusual since she was the last person I ever expected getting a call from, but anyway we did the whole catching up chit chat bit for a while until she asked if she could crash at my place for awhile.

Okay, it's not unusual for me to let people stay at my place if they've had too much to drink or are too tired to drive home, just doing my civic duty for the good of mankind and all that, but this time it was different.

I asked her why she wanted to spend the night at my place and she bluntly said that her ex boyfriend was out of prison and is looking for her...that's right OUT-OF-PRISON.
I thought she was joking at first, but she continued talking. Apparently the last time this guy found her, he tried to kill her which is the reason why he was in prison in the first place and now he's out and looking for her again.

So what does the dumb bitch do? She calls ME. What the fuck??! Well I didn't mince worlds, I promptly told her to never call me again delete my number from my phone and stay far FAR away from me right before hanging up.

This is what I get for being the guy who "listens and cares". People think they can call you up any time and burden you with their bullshit which is annoying enough,but when they possibly put MY LIFE in danger, well they can go straight to hell.

I guess I should feel concerned about this chick, but honestly I do NOT. Back in the day she was pretty cool and we were fairly tight, but she fell into the cliched old story of 'running with the wrong crowd' DESPITE my warnings and now she has ex con drug dealing psychos boyfriends after her... did I mention he was a big time drug dealer as well??

Spend the night at my place... did somebody put a safeplace sign on my door or something? Since when did I become a flophouse for losers??

Just let this show you that no good deed goes unpunished... I need to change my fucking number now.

It's okay not to give a shit.

Okay so a chick I used to date is getting married in a couple of weeks. How do I know this? Because she called me and told me so after six freaking years of hearing absolutely nothing from her. How did she get my cell number? Well, that's the shitty thing about having mutual friends with an ex girlfriend. I'm sure they didn't see the harm in giving her my number, but that didn't stop me from chewing them out anyway.

So she starts telling me about the upcoming wedding, how she's feeling, where the honeymoon is going to be at and blah, blah, blah until finally I told her: "I DON'T CARE." I really didn't...any emotional ties I had for this woman died a long time ago. I don't feel an malice towards her, in fact I don't feel anything at all... I'm just numb.

Anyway, I told her good luck with the marriage and asked her politely not to call me again before hanging up.
Sure it might have seemed a little cold and although it wasn't the prettiest of break ups, I've had a lot worse. I just don't have an interest in rekindling any kind of relationship with this particular woman and I don't care enough to go through the motions of "civility".

I can't believe all the time I've wasted listening to people I barely know yap about things I don't care about and I make things worse by actually feigning interest simply because I did not want to appear rude because, after all it's what is socially expected of me.
Most of the time these same people did NOT return the favor.
I remember practically begging these people (like the aforementioned happy bride) to listen and respect what I had to say which is just ridiculous and again, a huge waste of my time.

Nowadays I only listen to people I truly care about... there's no "going through the motions" with them because I am truly interested in what transpires in their lives. I also know they feel the same about me, true it's a small inner circle, but that's all I need... fuck my social obligations.

Skanks are funny.

Okay it's a well known fact that girls today dress like whores... it's an inescapable fact that everyone has just got to learn to accept.
However every now and then you see some chick who is so completely shameless that you can't help but laugh.

This happened to me yesterday at the grocery store when I saw some skank walk in with her boyfriend and she was wearing shorts that were so small, her ass cheeks were hanging out! When I saw that I couldn't stop myself from letting out a surprisingly loud chortle. Well this chick either heard me or she sudden attack of modesty because she began tugging on her shorts to cover her "shame", but each time she did that she would expose her butt crack, then she would try to cover her butt crack, but of course this would expose her butt cheeks once again. So there she was walking down the aisle struggling with her pants and showing crack, cheek, crack, cheek, crack, cheek. The only thing missing were hilarious cartoon sound effects!

Ah, those silly silly skanks... always good for a laugh.

Not what I wanted to hear.

Don't you hate it when you learn something about someone you know that you wish you didn't know? Don't you hate it more when that person is someone you consider a friend and mentor?

Well that happened to me the other day when I found out that a long time friend of mine who could easily be considered a surrogate "cool aunt" is allegedly some deranged nutcase who has psychotic obsessions on much younger men.

Of course I didn't want to believe it, but after asking around it seems like this is common knowledge. I mean I knew she was quirky and a tad eccentric,but I didn't know she was a total sexually deranged loon.

ugh... i can still feel the vomit creeping up my esophagus when I think about her doing the "freaky" things that she's allegedly into... it's very much like envisioning my mother... GAG! I can't even finish the sentence now!

Anyway, I'm going to seriously have to practice my poker face next time I see her... then again... when I think about it... she has been acting like a stuck up bitch for the past year. So maybe next time she fucking snubs me while she's with her friends, I'll have some ammo to use on her. That'll fix that obnoxious, old ass, deranged bitch!

sheesh... well I certainly did a 180 into evil bastard mode there... oh well, it keeps me entertained at least.

Fighting shopaholism at Steve and Barry's

So after listening to my friend yap on for about a week about this new store that opened up here called Steve and Barry's I finally decided to check the place out, especially after hearing them selling cheap name brand clothes.

I've never been much of a shopper and the only times I go out clothes shopping are when my old clothes are literally falling off of me.
Needless to say I went inside this store with zero expectations, well maybe not zero expectations... I was halfway expecting it to be some nasty thrift store sort of place.

Well to my surprise it wasn't... in fact it was pretty nice--somebody had actually put some money into the place. You would never know that it used to be an old Wal-mart store.

Okay, so the store looks nice, that doesn't mean their selection will be any good right? Surprisingly, it was a pretty good selection and the prices were pretty damn affordable and one thing I love is affordable! So I spent the next 30 minutes snatching up a bunch of two for whatever specials until I had two arms full of clothes.
I don't know how it happened... I had originally gone in to buy a shirt or two, but I ended up with 2 pairs of pants and six shirts!

Apparently I wasn't the only one to fall victim to this strange occurrence-- I saw a guy wandering around with a similar confused look on his face, carrying an even bigger pile of clothes, muttering to his friend that he needed to get out of there before he spent 300 bucks at the store (as he snatched up another shirt).

Well eventually I made my way to the check out and was pleasantly surprised when the total was barely sixty bucks! I also had to stop myself from laughing at the painfully obvious gay teller's lisp.

Well it looks like I've found my store to do my clothes shopping even though it's a little out of my way, which is probably a good thing since i would probably spend a hundred dollars a week there if it weren't. The only thing that saved me from spending that much this time was the fact that I was supposed to go see a movie with a friend of mine.

Oh well... the price I have to pay to look soooo good.