So it's 3 a.m., my wife and I returned from karaoke and I was sitting outside in the car waiting for the babysitter so I could take her home.
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I'm rather surprised because its 3 am and we live in a very rural area, but I roll the window down a little bit to see this big dumbass staring at me.
"WHERE'S MARY!?" he demands, Mary being his ex. They broke up like 2 years ago.
I try explaining to him that I A) have no fucking idea where Mary is, B) I don't care where Mary is, and C) It's not my responsibility to keep track of where Mary is because I'm not a completely fucking psychotic stalker! But unfortunately I don't speak whatever the hell caveman utterings that he does, so my protests fell on deaf ears.
Still though. They split a long time ago. He needs to get over it. I should have flat out told him where Mary was so he could go over there and start some shit with her new ogre of a boyfriend. Ogre in a good way. It's like he's that dude from harry potter that lives with the animals and stuff.
<tap tap tap>
I'm rather surprised because its 3 am and we live in a very rural area, but I roll the window down a little bit to see this big dumbass staring at me.
"WHERE'S MARY!?" he demands, Mary being his ex. They broke up like 2 years ago.
I try explaining to him that I A) have no fucking idea where Mary is, B) I don't care where Mary is, and C) It's not my responsibility to keep track of where Mary is because I'm not a completely fucking psychotic stalker! But unfortunately I don't speak whatever the hell caveman utterings that he does, so my protests fell on deaf ears.
Still though. They split a long time ago. He needs to get over it. I should have flat out told him where Mary was so he could go over there and start some shit with her new ogre of a boyfriend. Ogre in a good way. It's like he's that dude from harry potter that lives with the animals and stuff.


At least nothing was happening in our minds. Beth's mind...was another story. Seems that "Carl" had said that Martina was a bit "manipulative," and her imagination apparently ran wild. Imagine our surprise when Beth stormed into the place, and started accusing us of "going behind her back." Needless to say, that was the beginning of the end.
I'd had her tail me through the parks more than once at night. At least I was able to disappear into the shadows and avoid her. Didn't stop the inevitable phone calls though. Nor did it stop her from coming over the night I got very sick...complete with puking my guts out.
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