CalifChick
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Joined: 10/28/2007 From: California Status: offline
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I think I went from seriously making someone's day to crushing it in the space of maybe 60 seconds. All unintentional, of course. Yesterday I was in the parking lot of a large hardware store (not Dom Depot). I'm on the phone with my ex (who I swear really needs serious meds), who is insisting that he has a right to know who I've been intimate with. Um, no, buddy, you don't have a right to that info. He starts making wild accusations and I started agreeing with him, just because it tortures him. I'm in this large parking lot, there's some cars around, but I'm parked a bit far away from the doors, and every now and then I look around to make sure no one is near. I see NO ONE. So I'm agreeing with the ex, remember? I've pretty much lost all patience when I blurt out, "You're right! I was a SLUT when you met me, I was a SLUT when you married me, and I was a SLUT when I left you! You know that I'm a SLUT so get over it!" I hear a cough and I turn to see a guy walking by, with this look on his face that was a mixture of curiosity, interest, and perhaps a little fear. So I put my hand over the cell phone, and kinda whisper to the guy, "I'm not really a slut" and he looks absolutely crestfallen and says "oh", in a very sad way, and he walks on. Cali
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AKA "The Undisputed Goddess of Sarcasm", "Big Bad Cali" and "Yum Bum". Advisor to the Subbie Mafia, founding member of the W.A.C. and the Judgmental Bitches Brigade, member of the Clan of the Scarlet O'Hair-a's and Team Troll
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