Thursday, November 13, 2008

What I've Got To Look Forward To...

My ex was supposed to spend Wednesday with our daughter. We said we'd meet up at a midway point on my way to work. It was something that was decided on Tuesday evening around 6 p.m.; Wednesday morning at approximately 7 a.m. he sends a text like: "Could you drop her off at the house (in Lithonia) or at daycare (in Snellville)? I just got in the house." Both locations are about 40 minutes out of the way, and by the time I actually woke up to receive the message, it would've made me an hour late for work, if I actually did all that.


I was annoyed at the question being what it was. If you want to see your kid but you decide to go out the previous night, let me know that you may be out late and the next morning's plan may have to change, before the next morning. Then once I started thinking about it, like really thinking about it, where are you going the night before, where you're coming in the house at 7 a.m? Especially on a Tuesday/Wednesday? You gotta be fucking right? Probably one of those work skeezers that've been thirsting after him since we had Keiko. I shouldn't care because we're not together, but we just broke up. So in addition to my being annoyed at him making me late for work, I was also irritated because you know...

So today, after that whole fiasco, I considered the idea of us never being together again which he assured me of, and I thought of the fact that I'm actually single again. WTF? Dating now- scares the shit outta me. People are crazy. Locating the jumpoff should be easy, but genuine companionship [sigh]? There's a cat at work from Jersey, who saw my "all blue graduation cap" the other day and I guess that made him comfortable enough to break ice with me. The guy kinda creeps me out, always starting comments or questions off with "baby": "Baby, when you got down here?", "Baby, you rep Brooklyn huh?", "Baby, where you stay at?" I'm like: I don't even know you! If this is what it's gonna be like, I'll pass...

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