Posts Tagged ‘phone calls’

What should I tell the guy?

So you all know about Pool Boy.. I have talked about him before on here. A month ago my shelf broke, which you all know about that as well. I sent PB a message asking him if he could help me. I did not have his number to call,because I erased it after I had not heard anything from him. Anyways, he texted me saying that he would like to help and would call when he got a chance.

He called today, really it has been over two weeks. I no longer want his help… but the shelf is not fixed yet. That would mean that I will have to ask someone else for help. To tell the truth I do not even want to call or text him back at all… but then I tell myself I do not want to be rude to the dude. Secretly I think that I do not want to give up on PB. How can anyone be that busy? How can someone not want to hang out with me?

What do you think?

And of course who did I call… Mom.

  “Mom, there are cars every where and I can’t get home. It’s crazy.”

“What in the world! what’s happening!”

“Well I was on my way home and it rained so hard tonight that the roads are flooded… Oh no! That car is going to try and make it… Opps, they did. Oh here comes another idiot… Slow down fool.”

“Are you in the water… Is your house ok. I would want to get home and check on my house.”

“I am sure my house is fine… It hasn’t flooded ever. Oh I think that I might have to park here and walk home. The traffic is not moving.”

“Are there people out!”

“Oh yeah, I mean it is Houston. I had to work tonight and it was raining really hard earlier. Anyways I got off and was heading down Side Rd when I noticied that there were cars parked in the medians and an abandoned car with the harzards on. Then there was a nice mercedes parked in the middle of the intersection. It was crazy. I thought that I should call and report it because it was blocking the street, but when I turned on Main Road there were tow trucks and flashing lights everywhere.”

“Amy, what in the world!”

“It was so strange cars were parked in the parking lots all crazy and there were people just standing in the road. Well I think that since all the 20 cars went through than I can make it… So I better let you go.”

“Oh no, just put me down and let me hear you go through the water.”

“What.. no. Oh Okay.”

…. “well what are you doing…talk to me while you do it.”

“The whole point of me getting off the phone was to not be disstracted.  Oh, I am through, that was not bad. The water has drained off alot. Still there are people all over the place. Well, I am home do you want to stay on the phone while I go out to the road and see  whats going on?”

“Of course, just ask someone what’s going on.”

“Umm, mom its raining.  Ha ha didn’t I mention that. Well there are some people out here. Let me see whats going on.”

“Call me back!!!”

……..

“Oh Mom, so I thought that the excitment was done for the night, when I let you go I saw a tow truck get stuck and I talked to some people who have been in our parking lot since 10.30.”

“What were they doing being out at 10.30 at night!”

“Mom, this is a big city they don’t pull up the sidewalk at night, besides if they did then there would have been a place for all the water to go.”

“True, ha”

“Well, then when I went in I said something to my neighbor’s friend… actually I thought that my neighbor was out there. I said ‘I thought that you would be out there checking out the happenings.’ Then he was like ‘who is you.’ and gets up. Then he starts to tell me, how earlier that night he was stuck on other main road and had to get out and walk … and he already had been in a fight with a black guy.

My comment was,  ’well then I guess you have already been in the chaos.” as I am trying to make my exit from the conversation. He then tells me all about his new truck and how the water came in when he opened the door, then this ‘black guy’ comes at him and wants to fight. So he starts fighting him and then puts him in the water. “I was drowning the dude, when I picked him up and threw him on the side and said ‘Come at me again you MF and I will drown your Ass!’ And now I am waiting on Baby Girl, well that’s what I call her… She is stuck in traffic.”

-”oh ok, well I am going in, have a better night”

What? Say it again! What did he tell the guy?… You’ll see on the news how someone drown and then you’ll feel bad.. Ha Ha that’s hilarous.. I will drown your ass!!

“You would have had so much fun tonight, I was so tired on the way home and now I am all wound up. Did I wake you earlier?”

“No, I was up, Lily is here, she came to spend the weekend with us. She named Robert’s goat. The goat is already smarter than the dog.”

“I told you all, that you needed a goat. You already have all the other types of animals at the house. Well we better get to sleep. Talk to you soon, Love you Mom.”

“Love you too, Thanks for calling!”

Wish I had a real update…

No news, no news. Luckily today I was very busy. This kept me from looking at my phone every few minutes.

You know how when you are waiting on someone to call you keep making sure that the volume on your phone is high enough. And then you keep checking your battery to make sure that you have no reason to think that the phone will die and then they won’t leave a message and you will never know that they called!!

I was only able to check the phone every three hours or so. Everytime I would hold my breath and… well I can’t tell you if I was dreading a phone call or if I wanted a phone call. Although I would love to be able to  hear how much he actual does love me…the longer I wait the more I know that won’t be the case. Then I don’t want to miss a call because it will seem that I am avoiding him.

I was doing fine, but I felt that I wanted to yell at whoever would listen “I told HIM!” but I did not tell people, remember I learned my lesson about the two dates in one week. It then captured this fairy tale of its own. The only other person that knows is him…(well and wordpress, but everyone that reads my blog is removed from my romantic life, hence why I can talk about it.)

Then I got a voicemail but there was no missed call. I freaked out… How could that have happened. I heard the voicemail ring while I was talking to about thirty people, showing them a website. Although I had my back turned, I could feel the listeners looking around thinking “how rude the girl’s talking, silence your phone person!!!” Little did they know it was my phone. So as soon as I was done I snuck over and tried to glanced at my phone (trying to be sneeky…aka not rude). When I could not find out who had left the message, by looking at the missed calls.. I think that I had a small panic attack. I grabbed the phone and took off to find a place to listen that wasn’t surrounded by people. Luckily it turned out to be my Dad…whew that was close.

But now I had this concern that it would go to straight to voicemail and no message and I would never know….

ob·sess [əb séss, ob séss]
(past ob·sessed, past participle ob·sessed, present participle ob·sess·ing, 3rd person present singular ob·sess·es)
v
1.  vt preoccupy: to occupy somebody’s thoughts constantly and exclusively
The desire for vengeance obsesses him.
 
2.  vi be preoccupied with: to think or worry about something constantly and compulsively
You can’t spend your vacation obsessing about money.