Nov 062011
 

I managed to finagle .. as I generally do.. free tickets to a great social event taking place last night. I was pretty stoked.

 

So I did my normal.. take a shower… empty my closet of outfits one by one till I found one that I felt beautiful in… put my makeup on and pretend to style my hair.

 

All in all.. I thought I looked pretty good and I was ready to party.

 

So I go out to my car and head off.  I pull onto the side road for the highway, and I realize…

 

“Motherfucker.. my headlight’s out!”

 

I’m still cussing in my head, and trying to figure out if I can just keep going or not. Then I remember that my Texas inspection sticker (the mandatory once a year check you have to have done that says “this car is road safe”) has expired.

 

So.. if I get pulled over. I might can talk my way out of a ticket for the headlight, but I will get what I think is a $500 fine for the damn inspection sticker.  And cops always pull you over for headlights being out.

 

“FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK”

 

To say I was upset would be putting it mildly. I forced myself to drive home, park the car, and accept my fate as a homebody on a Friday night.

 

(See reliving it to type this, I get upset all over again.)

 

Ok, so I’m home and I’m pissed and I try to figure out what the hell to do so I don’t end up in some kind of massive pity party.

 

Should I ring up and annoy all my friends? Maybe one of them could take me to the party?  But dang I only had one ticket so they’d not be able to go. Dang it.  Do I desperately call everyone and ask.. “So whatcha doing?” in hopes that one of them is like me.. a lonely friday night loser?

 

Maybe I should just give in and open a bottle of wine and get drunk all by myself.

 

Uh… no I’m not that desperate… and if I did either of those, I think I’d end up being more depressed than I already was..

 

Then my eye caught the business card of “Mr. Said He’d Call But Didn’t” from my post “He’s everything I never wanted”.

 

Bored and Pissed off is never a good thing with me. I am liable to do some very rash things that I wouldn’t normally.

 

Since I was dressed as a She-Devil when we met, I was going to call him and say,”Do you know what happens when you don’t call the Devil like you said you would?”

 

I picked up my phone, and dialed.

 

Ring… Ring…

 

“Hello, this is CB.” Bastard answered. I was really hoping to get his answering machine. I listened for background noise to see whether or not he was doing something awesome and I was just that loser girl that called him with nothing to do.

 

“Hi, this is Maruska…”

 

“OOOOH Hi! How are you?” He interrupted excitedly, which totally threw me off guard.

 

“Umm I’m ok. And yourself?”

 

We spent the next 5 minutes awkwardly stumbling around the absence of anything to talk about. The gist of the conversation was each of us attempting and failing to sound like we actually had active social lives.. well actually any kind of lives at all.

 

Once it was clear that we were both in the same boat… bored on a Friday night.. we relaxed and started talking.

 

And talking…

 

And talking…

 

Conversation happened.

 

It was a good conversation. Nothing mind blowing, but just good get-to-know-ya conversation.

 

He apologized for not calling. Evidently there’s something in his life thats complicated, and it boiled down to him just being chicken.  The complicated he wouldn’t tell me about. He did promise that it’s not a wife or kids hidden somewhere, and he’s not killed anyone. (yet anyway – if he wasn’t coming highly recommended from a mutual friend, I’d have ran already)

 

He really is not computer savvy. Doesn’t even own one. (Yes, scared the crap out of me too) He’s afraid of social media sites. (even scarier) And doesn’t even know how to type.

 

Seriously.. he couldn’t be MORE of what I don’t go for.

 

On the upside, he claims to be a great singer. So that whole Von-Trap family thing, could possibly happen. We’ll see.

 

One hour turned into two.. two into four.. next thing I know it’s 5 hours later.

 

He also kept saying he needed to go.. but never went. One of those things.

 

We didn’t however do the whole “You hang up” “No, you hang up” “No you hang up” “You’re not hanging up” thang. But it may be coming.

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