A girl I know, who is knew to town, who is kinda sweet but kinda nuts, has been texting me lately. And by "lately" I mean every day. At first I couldn't figure out what her deal was, as she has a boyfriend. Then I found out that the texts I've been getting are part of mass texts she sends to EVERYONE, every single day.
Basically she's fishing, seeing who will respond, so she can talk to someone. Since I found this out, I've stopped responding to her texts altogether, figuring if she wants to talk to ME, she can text ME. I've been really close to calling her on this annoyance, but I figured I'd be nice. Figured she'd get the hint from my lack of replies. Figured it would stop.
But now she's gone too far.
She just texted me. At 7:35 am.
A few things should be pointed out here.
1. I am NOT a morning person. Everyone, including her, knows this. I know she knows this because I actually trained her at The Bar when she worked there for five minutes a few months ago. (She has already been fired from three different bars, lasting no more than five weeks at any of them.)
2. It's Fantasy Fest, the biggest week of the year, when everyone is working late, partying later, and getting very little sleep.
3. Last night was The Bar's biggest night, as it was our "official" party, so everyone and their uncle was at our bar. No one on staff had the night off.
4. I am NOT a morning person. Ever.
So, last night I got home and got to bed about 3:35 am. Technically that's early for this week, but I did not go out hard after work, knowing I had to open this morning AND that I would be going out hard tonight, having the night off, because my manager loves me. Also, for the first time all year, I'm fighting a bug. So needless to say, I was dead asleep.
Here is the text conversation verbatim:
SEATTLE: "U up?"
JESTER: "It's 730 freaking am. Are you out of your mind texting me this early?"
SEATTLE: "My bad! Golly bu geese. Just a lil freaked out here."
JESTER: "Go away. Stop. Im sleeping, or trying to."
I know what some of you are thinking. Why was she freaked out, and why did I shut her down when something is obviously bothering her?
Simple. I DON'T CARE. If my good friends
text me at that hour, they had better have a damn good excuse. If they do, I'll be the first to help them out of any jam they're in. Seattle is NOT a good friend of mine, and has been no more than an annoyance the last few weeks. And I have given her no indication to the contrary in that time. So whatever is bothering her is NOT my problem, I DON'T give a shit, and it is NOT worth disturbing me at an hour that I never normally exist at at all!
I don't hit women. I don't believe in it. That being said, if one of the ladies here would be so kind as to find this wretched hose beast and smack some fucking sense into her, I and my beauty sleep would be most appreciative.
730 am. Are you fucking kidding me? Geez!