date day : part iii
Then there was a message waiting.
Then it rang again.
Then there were two messages waiting.
Clearly it was going to keep ringing too.
Let’s tally this up. In my first real convo with the guy, he told me he can barely make rent, he lives somewhere with drive by shootings happening regularly, he hangs with people who won’t stop drinking and drugging long enough to prevent amputation, and while I give him points for not dropping the “my girlfriend was married” bomb [my friend mentioned that] he did bring up his VERY RECENT break up.
I called back. And did a bad thing. When voice mail picked up [no not more phone tag please no] I told his voice mail I did not want to go out with him. And hung up.
I have to kill a friend now.