When it rains, I get random phone calls...

Yesterday was a strange day. I actually went to work on time. I didn’t do much all day but sit at my desk watching the rain sprinkle onto the pavement and cars splash puddles on pedestrians. I did, however, witness a few couples screaming their brains out at each other in front of the building.

At my day job the office is joint with attorneys and therapists. Random? I know. Around lunchtime there was a couple who had just finished up a counseling session and started walking out the front door when I got a phone call. I’m on the phone with my friend for maybe about ten minutes before I finally tune into the yelling coming from right out in front of the building. I look out the window, the couple is still standing outside and the husband is ripping the wife another one.

I wish a n*gga would, in public, after a therapy session. So he growls around for about ten more minutes, when eventually they split off and go in separate cars.

Divorce! * cough * *cough * Divorce!

Then not even like five minutes later I hear a woman, with tears streaming down her face, walk past the office window. She’s screaming at someone behind her in a whiny voice, “you never listen to me!” Walking a few feet behind her is (I’m guessing) her man, who is like, “yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever.”

The irony of the day is that married guy called me. Whoa, talk about random and awkward. Unless it is a position I wake up in after a night of drinking, I don’t do awkward.

I don’t even know why I answered. I knew it was his number, I guess I was just bored at work. For those of you that don’t know, this is the same guy who didn’t brush his teeth for a week because he used his toothbrush to clean his watch. The same guy who married his wife because she cleaned his Jordans without him asking. (Oh wow! She’s a keeper! Is that all I have to do to get a man? Clean his shoes and buy him a toothbrush?)

Well, if his title doesn’t already give it away, he’s the guy who casually tossed in the fact he was married after we were already dating for three months. Bastard. And let’s be honest I was kind of deep in it when he told me, so yes, the relationship lingered at little bit longer.

Why did he call? He basically wanted to apologize for how things ended between us. He felt bad about our situation and wanted to treat me to dinner or a movie. Something about preserving our friendship because I made him happy. All I really heard through the phone was, blah, blah, blah, dinner, blah, blah, blah. Whatever, I’m over it.

On another note…