Jackass eh?
Text message conversation today.
her: “Don’t you like mike doughty? He’s playing the free at noon at xpn here on fri”
me: “Im going to see him at harrisburg arts center next month with some friends”
her: “Sorry. Just thought you’d want to know.”
her: “Was just trying to be helpful. Sorry.”
her: “I’m sorry I mentioned anything. Geesh.”
her: “Why are you always so rude to me?”
me: “Not being rude. You’re just taking it the wrong way. Lighten up.”
her: “No, you’re always a jackass to me for no reason at all. I don’t have time to deal with this BS when all I do is try to be nice to you. Screw that.”
Good grief. Take your meds please. Maybe now that I blogged this crazy conversation you can call me a jackass. I can live with that.
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