14 de febrero del 2001
Today is my not-yet-out-of-the-closet cousin's birthday. His mother named him after today's saint. Heh.
Anywho, he hasn't talked to me in about two weeks now. He is apparently upset with me for some comments I made while I was at his house but he hasn't told me anything about it, his sister told me. I was the last one to call rather I left a message and he hasn't returned my call. Punk.
The former me would say f*** it. He doesn't want to talk to me, fine!
The new me says confront him and ask what's wrong. If I made an offensive comment I'll apologize but I will also let him know that I have no need in my life for wussies. If this offends him more that's too bad. You're 31 for peet's sake. Grow up. If something bothered you when I said it tell me otherwise I'll continue on my merry way and not give it a second thought. I'm not a mind reader.
Anyway, he was offended because I said I was wasting my time while at his house. Ooops!
I know it sounds bad but it's not really.
This is the deal. He has almost every Monday off from work (he works nights) so he'll call me up during the day and invite me to the movies or dinner. Fine. I tell him every single time: be ready to leave and have the name/location of the movie so we'll be there on time. Not hard right? Obviously for him it is. Okay. So two weeks ago Monday he called me up as usual. Our conversation:(I'm S he's V)
V: So are we going to the movies tonight?
S: Sure, but please, please, please for the love of God find out what time the movies start and which one you want to see.
V: Oh please, we always go see the one you want anyway so you look it up.
S: Great. I'll call you back.
10 minutes later
S: Hey, I want to see Traffic. There's a 7 and 10 show. Which one do you want?
V: The one at 10 because there's something I want to watch on tv at 7. So just come over after work, we'll watch the show and then leave.
S: Okay. See you then.
2 hours later
V: Hey, I was thinking the 10 o'clock show is kinda late so why don't we just do something here.
S: Sheez! Why don't we just go the 7 o'clock show?
V: Because I don't want to miss the tv show I'm addicted to.
S: (in my head... dork!) Fine, but you better have something for us to do.
V: Okay, I'll see you here.
7:00 PM that night we're watching his show. His sister shows up, cool. We're chilling, things are fine.
8:00 PM the show is over. I'm chatting with his sister. I wait about 20 minutes for him to say something about what the hell we're gonna do. Nothing.
S: So, what are we gonna do?
V: Well, what do you want to do.
S: No, no, no. I told you, I told you to have something ready to do.
V: Well, can't we just sit here and talk.
S: Sure we can but we're not. You're just sitting there saying nothing.
V: We're watching tv.
S: Yes, you are watching tv. I'm not.
V: Yes you are.
S: No, I don't even know what's on. Was it that? Another soap? No thanks, I have no time for that.
V: Oh, so now you're miss intellectual who doesn't watch tv.
S: I didn't say that, I just don't like watching useless tv shows especially when I could be doing something productive.
V: Like what?
S: For chrissakes! Look if you wanna talk let's talk. C'mon. Gimme a subject and I'll talk. Go on. You wanna have a conversation, let's go. Let's talk about anything you want. Politics? Religion? Current events? Music? Books?
V: Oh miss intellectual can't have a normal conversation.
S: What?!?!? *sigh* Okay, you talk to me about anything you want. Go ahead.
V: We're gonna call you miss intellectual from now on.
S: Whatever.
V's sister: That's true Sandra, you're always talking about this book or that.
S: And that's makes me an intellectual? Oh.my.gawd. That is soooo funny. (At which time the giggles start).
V's sister: Yes, I call you and you're studying or reading a book or you just came back from the bookstore or a poetry reading or something 'smart' like that.
S: (still laughing)
V: Yeah.
S: Fine. Okay, forget about having a conversation then. What would you like to do?
V: I don't know. Let's go have dinner.
S: No. I told you I don't eat after 6.
V: You see, you can't do anything. You like nothing that I like.
S: (rolling my eyes) Okay, what else might you like to do.
V: Well, you know what I like. Going to dinner, going to clubs, shopping.
S: (and you're NOT .... nevermind) Fine, let's go to the mall, let's go to a club, let's just go.
V: But there's nothing open right now.
S: (controlling my frustration) The mall is open. Let's go.
V: (silence)
S: You see! That's why I told you have a list of things for us to do. You do this to me every single time. I come here with hopes of us doing something together and it ends of the same way each time. It's almost 9 and we've been arguing instead of doing something. I could be home doing something, anything instead of wasting my time.
V: Oh, so this is wasting time (hurt look).
S: Yes, this arguing about nothing and doing NOTHING is a waste of time. We could have been out somewhere, walking, talking, reading, seeing, viewing. But we're just sitting here like lumps of oatmeal DOING NOTHING!!! DO YOU UNDERSTAND THE WORDS THAT ARE COMING OUT OF MY MOUTH?!?!?! << Okay, so I didn't say that but I sure thought it!
V: Oh.
S: I'm leaving.
V: Why?
S: Dios mio dame paciencia.
V: Can't you just sit there like a normal person?
V's sister: Let's go to my place and play cards or something.
S: Fine. Let's go V at least we'll be doing something.
V: Okay, I'll go in a little while.
And that's what happened. Was I wrong? I don't think so. Grrrr.. just thinking about that whole evening shot to hell because of his own boredom with his own life makes me ill. Damn.
So yes, I'll call him today to wish him a happy birthday first and then ask him why he's not talking to me even if I already know. Knowing what a wuss he is he probably won't tell me and pretend nothing's wrong. I hate that.
I used to be like that.
I grew up.
Sorta.
