A Jerk? Lil' ol' ME? No way...
Remember how I told you I was going to act as obnoxious as possible to attenuate any form of attrativeness I might have towards Zuriel(Zee)? Well, it's working. He TOTALLY called me a jerk the other day over the phone. That's a first for me.The reason was that I basically told him off about leaving without saying thanks to my parents. He lives with us like three weeks now, uses our electricity, gas, food, water, doesn't help around the house, doesn't offer to do anything, doesn't pay for anything (we always take him out)...and then he ups and leaves without an ounce of gratitude. But who's keeping record, right? Well. I told him.
Then he says, "I SAID thanks...didn't you get my note?" I said, "What note? Do you actually think we're going to find a little paper with scribble-scrabble on it at our house? That's soooo impersonal Zee. I sware. We live in the twenty-hundreds now...you got to email or txt us if you're going to be impersonal about sending a message!" So, he called me a jerk. I guess I deserved it. I was a little crass. My Mom was driving while I was on the phone with Zee, and the whole time during the convo she was swatting at me like a fly in an attempt to give me a good smacking. I started to take her seriously when she started to swerve in and out of the lane while scolding me, "REBECCA ANN!!!"
She landed one out of the thirty swats she attempted though. In all honesty, she wasn't trying that hard. And it wasn't because she was a bad aim either (God knows she has better aim than a sniper), but because deep-down inside I think she appreciated me defending her and saying what her gentle spirit could never say. Someone has got to do it, right? I willingly volunteer to be that person.
posted by Becca @ 6:23 PM
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