Last night I talked on the phone to a girl for the first (and last) time and the conversation went like this:
Me: So what do you do?
Her: I work for a contracting company and I used to like it but now it’s like US Weekly rumor magazine in there.
Me: Why is it like US Weekly rumor magazine?
Her: Well I used to work at the LAX office but now I’m in Hollywood and when I was in the LAX office...everything was good...but now in Hollywood I’m working with these girls…don’t get me wrong I worked with girls in the LAX office too…but the Hollywood girls…well they used to be nice to me when I first got there and then one day last week I had to come in late to work because I had a late night and my boss didn’t care but these girls, they just hate me for some reason and they were so nice when I first got there…etc…etc…etc…etc…etc…etc…etc…
Five minutes pass and I haven’t said a word.
Her: ………..and my boss really likes me...he even said it was fine that I came in late as long as I do my eight hours…but the girl that works at the desk...she called him and was telling him they need to hire someone else…I mean…why does she gotta be like that?...I didn’t do nothin’ to her…etc…etc…etc…etc…etc…etc…
Ten minutes pass and I put the phone on speaker and start washing the dishes.
Her: ………...I mean...how do they expect me to make a living if I can’t get a second job?...I don’t even understand why they’re trying to get in my pocket like that...I do my work...I come in every day...Why are they doing that? Hello? Hello?
I grab the phone.
Me: I’m here.
Her: Yeah, okay, so…basically these girls just want me out of there and I have no idea why...It’s like…I just moved and I’m still trying to get situated...I’m not used to this crap and all the drama…these girls are such bitches...I don’t even take their shit…I just tell them “bitch if you got something to say, say it to my face!”…and they don’t say nothing to me…etc…etc…etc…etc…etc…
Ten more minutes pass as she talks about the lifestyle she’s accustomed to. I’m now on my computer reading emails and instant messaging people with my phone sitting on my bed on speaker.
Her: …….So it’s like…why the fuck are they trying to keep me from pursuing more money if I need it to live the lifestyle I’m used to?...They don’t even know me…I was at a house party on Friday and Lindsay Lohan walked in…and I don’t even care about celebrities…like it’s nothing to me…but I was partying with Lindsay Lohan so they hate on me…You know what I mean?...Hello?
Me: Huh? Uh, yeah, I have to take a shower but I think I just wasted 30 minutes of my life so I'm gonna get off the phone now.
Her: What? Are you gonna call me tomorrow?
Me: I’ll try. Gotta go! Peace.
*Immediately deletes contact info from phone*
If I had to do that again, I think Sprint would have to pay me 25 cents a minute for accepting a 30-minute ear ache. It took me about 45 minutes after that to even process what had just occurred.
1. Girl calls me
2. I ask her what she does
3. She talks for 30 minutes non-stop about nothing
4. We hang up
Solid.
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