Shit, she does the weirdest shit to me. When I call, I'll ask for Alicia, not Nate. If I think it's Nate answering, I'll talk to him and tell him I'll drop his CD off and ask if Alicia is there.
What the fuck do I say?
"Hi Alicia, what's up?", "What have you been up to?", "I was in Vermont for a week", "What are you up to?", "I'm not doing anything, I've got your brother's CD and I was gonna drop it off and wanted to make sure you guys were home"
Blah blah blah
If it gets all weird, then leave because you're going to your cousin's baseball game. Just remember, you've fallen for her and she said we're friends, but if she'd rather spend time with her boyfriend and never stray from her little microcosm of life, then fine, all I want to do is get this CD off my hands then.
I'll acknowledge Nate, but I don't feel like hanging out with him. He's not defined enough, I think. I can't talk past "did you hear _______'s new CD?" or "Lets do a random act of juvenile terrorism".
Oh well, now to call.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
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