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| RAWR! |
| 01.20.05 (8:45 am) [edit] |
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I have been instructed to go to a meeting in lieu of my boss. It's a 2 frickin' hour long meeting. And it also means I have to skip another meeting. But despite all these meetings, I still have a deadline to meet :x I hope me decreased posting about the P Man has been enjoyable. Not much to post about when you don't see the guy. All that's been going on has been phone calls, which is a bit of a problem. He calls at night. Since the beginning of the work week, he's been calling around midnight, at the earliest. Normally I am up, but getting ready for bed. On occasion, I might be trying to get to sleep. So last night after 12:30 rolled around, and I didn't hear from him, I figured I was in the clear. 3 am-ish rolls around...(I didn't know that at the time though.) *ring ring* *groan* I figured it was probably the P Man, so I did my best to ignore the phone and to keep sleeping. And I succeeded. But he was persistent. *ring ring* *groan* *phone stops ringing* I decided to check the caller ID just in case it was my mom or something...or anyone in dire need of me. Yep, it was him. So on the third call...I picked up. Maybe he was in trouble or something. But no. He was drunk and driving home. I picked up, "what do you want?" "Sorry for waking you. I jus wan-ned to talk to you," he slurs. "How long do you think we'll be friends?" I was in no mood to chit chat...I didn't really answer any of his questions because he just let out this stream of consciousness, but I did give him a hard time about driving after drinking. Maybe he thought I hung up, but the phone went dead. *exasperated* I was a little afraid he was going to pour his heart out again about the stuff he wasn't happy about in his life, which he tends to do when he's drunk. I was tempted to entertain his questions, but then I remembered he was drunk and that it wouldn't matter what I said. He'd forget it all anyway. It took me a while to get back to sleep, and now I'm feeling really badly. Not to mention I have this cold, too. It turns out my cell phone didn't wake me up both times he called before calling my landline. Am I supposed to be honoured that's he picked me to call? Or maybe alphabetically, I'm just at the top of his phone book in his cell phone. I don't know what I am going to say to him the next I hear from him. Maybe I will be lucky and not hear from him. |
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