Today I had been thinking that I hadn't blogged in awhile. So, even though I really need to hit the road for my Greenville get away I thought I would take about 10 minutes to record the craziest thing that has happened to me in awhile.
I guess I should begin with the first two crazy things. Well on the fourth of July weekend I ran into a man that I had gone on a date with ONCE. Nothing happened kids, just your typical dinner and then literally I tried to dash. He was so boring. He had no personality- nothing to offer, he was 28 years old and markets cement. CEMENT. I think it would be more interesting to talk to cement then him. Actually I've tried since and really- it is. So I run into him downtown after the bars close and casually I say "hello" and he starts yelling obscenities at me and calling all sorts of derogatory names. I had no idea why. I just ignored him, kind of laughed but then he kept going. So I walked closer to him and said, "maybe if you had a better personality I would call you back- thanks for proving to me that I was wrong." I will refer to him as "cement man."
I then walked away and started to get into my friends car, as a large woman which will remain race less ran into me and almost knocked me over. I said, "okay, really?" and then an expletive. She turned around and said "WHAT YOU SAY?" and she bounded toward me with a smile on her face and punched me in the eye. No major injuries- actually none at all which was wierd. No black eye- it didn't even hurt. Wierd, I know.
Then that next Thursday I ran into cement man in a bar as it was closing. He was with two attractive women that seemed about his age and he began yelling at me again. He was drunk of course, but he just kept yelling, so I walk up to him and I say, "You know, you are about to be 30 years old and you are in a bar at 2AM yelling obscenities at a significantly younger person than you, grow up." And I walked away, and yes, I really do talk like that.
So then- today I am working on paperwork for my sorority, in which I am the President of. I've been spending about 25-30 hours a week for the last two weeks getting things together, contacting people, and paperwork. I am getting things together for fall semester- and I get a text from a random number telling me that I had dialed one of my ex boyfriends last night and that it was his girlfriend. She told me I had called at 1:17AM. REALLY LADY?
So this is what I was doing last night- I am not even lying- Last night at about 5PM I went into work at Applebees, I was serving tables. I was busy all night- probably the only one that was busy but none-the-less I was picking up tables, taking parties, kickin ass and takin' names.(I wish I was kickin' ass- Applebee customers is a whole other blog) I had gotten screwed over because the floor chart changed and I had the worst section- yet the hostesses liked me so they just kept filling up my sections even though we weren't really busy. By 9:00PM my sales were 580$ with two parties still waiting to cash out which would put me at about 100$ in tips. (which is good for how slow we were and it was only 9PM!)
I was texting some girls in my sorority trying to work out some things for the semester- yes doing business while on the other job- and my phone died around 12:30ish. It's hard to tell because I was so busy that I didn't really have time to look at my phone. So I just dealt with it and kept going. The last table I picked up I found a 20$ bill underneath it while I was cleaning. I was really excited and thought that maybe my luck was beginning to turn around because the night before I had found 5$ in the trash at Applebees when I was throwing food away (and yes I kept both)...I figured if anyone was complaining about missing money at the end of the night I would tell them that I had found it- but nope- no one had so I got to keep it. 210$ later (in ONE SHIFT!) I was clockin' out and going home- after I had been screwed over- had mostly all of the tables in the restaurant and closed both BACK AND FRONT OF HOUSE...so you know what I did- I came home and jumped on my email to see what kind of responses I had gotten from the girls (in my sorority) and national- trying to get everything ready for recruitment and our national visit. I then went into bed and fell asleep around 3:30AM and woke up around 11AM.
I went down stairs, talked with my mom, around 12PM I had lunch, then I came upstairs and have been working on changes for the semester, paperwork, and emails for the last 3 hours- still in my PJ's. I get a random text.
"Hey... This is Anna Tim's girlfriend and I just wanted to tell you to leave him alone! This is enough seriously and then you call at one in the morning from a private number its ridiculous he tried to be polite and I tried to let him handle it but this has gone too far!"
Backgroud- so Tim and I have history- history being that for about five years we went back and forth trying to pretend like we were compatible- nope- not so much. I had one last attempt in the Spring...after that I sent him a LONG email explaining all my thoughts and actions over the last 5 years- he never responded. (He's now in a relationship (with -Anna-)) So, I thought- okay, what a jerk? I spent 5 years of my life (well really just segments) trying to make something work- or at least an idea work and he doesn't even have the decency to email me back...whatever.
This is where I may have made a mistake- around 2 months later I sent him a Happy Birthday- myspace message- no meaning intended- just to say Happy Birthday because I LOVE birthdays and you know- he was a part of my life for awhile- so I thought it was legit. Well I got a really mean response- in which I contemplated writing him back but then I said- you know- I really am done and I don't care. Although he's 24 years old he is emotionally and mentally setback when it comes to any type of relationship (romantic or not) about 10 years (that was a constant fight for us) and so I realized he wouldn't appreciate small friendly gestures like that.
After my good fortune last night- I figured things were turning around- then I get this text from the girlfriend. Which- I get it- she doesn't know me, I don't know her- but seriously I live in NC. I would never change my plans for a guy- so moving to Florida where this boy lives is out of the question (too hot there anyways!). There's no chance for Tim and I, so there is nothing to really protect? But, I get it, she is protecting her ground, but really am I threat? And secondly- how would you know I tried to block my number and it showed up anyways? I don't know, I don't really get it. All I know is that my phone was completely dead at the alleged time I called this boy and that he isn't even programmed into my phone.
Which brings me to my next question- is this part of T-Mobile's new features? You can now dial old numbers deleted out of your phone, while its dead? And my final question is, can I upgrade, call God and ask Him what I did in my life to deserve these crazy things?
So all of this has inspired me- I am going to blog on my journey to becoming a better person, physically, mentally, and with relationships(friendly and possibly romantic ?). For the next 100 days I will do something nice everyday and be more positive (which I usually go out of my way to do but now I will record it as physical evidence that I don't do bad things (intentionally, anyways)) and I will blog about what happens to me in my daily routine. And we will see if it really is possible to get a clean slate and attract positive energy.
The first course of action- which has been in the works for a long time- Don't talk to any ex boyfriends. The only one I have to work on is this one guy that no matter how many times I try to piss him off so he won't talk to me again he texts me a couple months later, bothers me, and then the cycle begins. I have to get myself together and nicely say, "Please leave me alone" But I can't be nice because he is SO DENSE, so that will be challenge number one. He is on roids though so I am sure I will reap some kind of havok.
Tonight- Greenville- Tomorrow the beginning of the end of my term as President- and the new school year- my senior year of college...
Cheers to new beginnings and letting things end peacefully!
Best,
Heidi
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