Wow, so last night was lovely. An old buddy of mine wanted me to meet up with him at a pub, so I said sure. I didn't plan on drinking or anything, but hadn't seen him in a while and it was his birthday not long ago, so I kind of wanted to go, catch up and buy him a drink for his birthday. Little did I realize he'd be accompanied by a friend who would be wasted and in the middle of breaking up with a guy via text.
I guess this lady had been drinking since about noon and it was 8:15 when I arrived. To say she was messed up would be like saying Rush Limbaugh is large. She had just broken up with her boyfriend (of 6 weeks) via text. He would respond. She'd read these texts aloud and ask three guys in the area what she should say next. The pitch in her voice made me envision someone placing their nails against a chalkboard. She just kept repeatedly asking, "What do I say?" "What do I say?" "What do I say?" She'd ask our mutual friend and he'd give one suggestion. She'd then again say, "What do I say?" I'd make another suggestion. She'd once again utter the words, "What do I say?" Yet another guy would offer his insight. Her reaction? "What do I say?"
She had deleted his number, so she then texted and asked him what his number was and as far as I know, he didn't respond. He had texted her, though, so every time I've received a text from someone - their number has been included in the text. She was so hammered, though, I doubt she'd realize that.
She then went back and forth on what to do. Initially, she sounded certain she wanted to break up with him, but later said she thinks she wanted to get back together with him and asked, "What do I say?"
I finally came forward and said, "It sounds like you're not sure what you want to do right now, so I'd just leave the phone alone until you've thought things over and are certain you know what you want to do. Especially since you've been drinking, you're more apt to saying something you'll later regret, so I'd just leave it alone for a while, get a good night's sleep and see how you feel tomorrow. She then went get something to eat and stumbled over a chair in the process.
Hopefully, eating did her some good and she's able to make up her mind on matters today. It would have been lovely if someone had recorded her during that time so she could see and hear herself. Just thinking about it makes me want to grab for some Advil. Speaking of which...
I guess this lady had been drinking since about noon and it was 8:15 when I arrived. To say she was messed up would be like saying Rush Limbaugh is large. She had just broken up with her boyfriend (of 6 weeks) via text. He would respond. She'd read these texts aloud and ask three guys in the area what she should say next. The pitch in her voice made me envision someone placing their nails against a chalkboard. She just kept repeatedly asking, "What do I say?" "What do I say?" "What do I say?" She'd ask our mutual friend and he'd give one suggestion. She'd then again say, "What do I say?" I'd make another suggestion. She'd once again utter the words, "What do I say?" Yet another guy would offer his insight. Her reaction? "What do I say?"
She had deleted his number, so she then texted and asked him what his number was and as far as I know, he didn't respond. He had texted her, though, so every time I've received a text from someone - their number has been included in the text. She was so hammered, though, I doubt she'd realize that.
She then went back and forth on what to do. Initially, she sounded certain she wanted to break up with him, but later said she thinks she wanted to get back together with him and asked, "What do I say?"
I finally came forward and said, "It sounds like you're not sure what you want to do right now, so I'd just leave the phone alone until you've thought things over and are certain you know what you want to do. Especially since you've been drinking, you're more apt to saying something you'll later regret, so I'd just leave it alone for a while, get a good night's sleep and see how you feel tomorrow. She then went get something to eat and stumbled over a chair in the process.
Hopefully, eating did her some good and she's able to make up her mind on matters today. It would have been lovely if someone had recorded her during that time so she could see and hear herself. Just thinking about it makes me want to grab for some Advil. Speaking of which...
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