I’m so tired.
It all started innocently enough. I expected a relaxing 3-day weekend. I kinda wanted to go to Sandy’s with Hope this weekend but then found out I was on call at the treating plant this weekend. No big deal. What could possibly go wrong?
That was the wrong thing to think…
First I get a call on Saturday from a friend. Her and her boyfriend/fiance broke up. She and he and their neighbor went to clubs and bars on Friday night. She explains they were all having a great time when they left him (rather drunk) at a table while telling him they were going to go to the bathroom.
Seems innocent enough. WRONG!
Well he had left the table by the time they got back and they spent a good long time looking for him. Well they found him and he exploded on them telling them what bitches they were. They drive home and she just expects to go to bed and hopefully talk about it in the morning. Nope. Wasn’t gonna happen. He contiuned his tyrade and literally threw her out. I mean physically picked her up and threw her out. Wow. There’s a real man.
So she was gone on a road trip the next day and found out that he threw all of her clothes in the dumpster. So she called me to go get them. I happened to run into him while I was waiting for security to show up (which never did by the way) and explained that I was here to get her clothes to which he replied “I’d rather you didn’t.” Yea right. I came all this way just to turn around. So I explain I’m just here to help and what you two need to finger out is between you. I asked him if we’d have any problems and he said no. So I collected her things.
She and her friend came over and ended up staying the night and we had a good talk. She’ll be good. She’s smart, beautiful and strong. She’ll find someone better in no time.
I just hate the fact that she had to go through this to learn this about him. I’m glad she gave him the chance to change but he’s not going to.
On that note I do have a nice new trinket on my keychain. **grins**
More to come on the rest of my weekend. Perhaps.
