An Interesting Night With E
Remember E? That shithead? Okay, I know I just called him a shithead but to be honest, I haven't exactly harbored any ill will toward him. I was upset for awhile about him, but it kind of went along with everything else happening at the time. I moved on, but not before I was a mopey headcase for two months.
On Friday, all of a sudden, after no communication since August, he decided it was very important to tell me why he disappeared. He was very pushy and wanted to get drinks, and I thought what the hell, let's see what this is all about (damn curiosity!). Over drinks he tells me he had, in this order: gotten laid-off, met someone else, moved in with her, and had a car wreck; now all they do is fight and the relationship is total shit and he's miserable and stuck in a lease.
After dissecting his relationship with this woman and after he showed me their text messages from that day to prove that this relationship was indeed over, I got to say this: "you know, you're a really stupid man for letting me go." And he said, "I know."
So really, how often do you get to say that to a guy that treated you semi-badly and then disappeared? I mean who gets that opportunity?!
We ended up talking until 5 in the morning, and then I sent him home. I'll say this much for him: he was a gentleman (if he hadn't been I would have physically tossed him out like I had to do this guy). I almost feel sorry for him. Almost.
I say almost because really, the dude is shameless. I didn't mention it to him, but I know he was trying to get me to offer a handy living arrangement. Really, you can keep mentioning how much you hate living on the Westside and how you plan on moving to Hollywood (if the rents weren't so damn high!), and how your other job doesn't pay enough and you don't want to have to live with your brother, but really, all I'm going to do is give you an understanding nod. Sorry for that. Well, not really, you prick.
And Simon, traitorous dog that he is, missed him, crawled into his lap like they were old pals or something. Should have reminded him who feeds him...
On Friday, all of a sudden, after no communication since August, he decided it was very important to tell me why he disappeared. He was very pushy and wanted to get drinks, and I thought what the hell, let's see what this is all about (damn curiosity!). Over drinks he tells me he had, in this order: gotten laid-off, met someone else, moved in with her, and had a car wreck; now all they do is fight and the relationship is total shit and he's miserable and stuck in a lease.
After dissecting his relationship with this woman and after he showed me their text messages from that day to prove that this relationship was indeed over, I got to say this: "you know, you're a really stupid man for letting me go." And he said, "I know."
So really, how often do you get to say that to a guy that treated you semi-badly and then disappeared? I mean who gets that opportunity?!
We ended up talking until 5 in the morning, and then I sent him home. I'll say this much for him: he was a gentleman (if he hadn't been I would have physically tossed him out like I had to do this guy). I almost feel sorry for him. Almost.
I say almost because really, the dude is shameless. I didn't mention it to him, but I know he was trying to get me to offer a handy living arrangement. Really, you can keep mentioning how much you hate living on the Westside and how you plan on moving to Hollywood (if the rents weren't so damn high!), and how your other job doesn't pay enough and you don't want to have to live with your brother, but really, all I'm going to do is give you an understanding nod. Sorry for that. Well, not really, you prick.
And Simon, traitorous dog that he is, missed him, crawled into his lap like they were old pals or something. Should have reminded him who feeds him...
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