The One Who Left Me On The Curb

Once again, I have encountered another relation-shit.

How they keep finding me, I have no idea. 

But hey, at least it makes for good stories. 

Am I right?

It all started while I was visiting a friend in Northern California. 

I met (what I thought) was the "perfect guy." 

An anti-relation-shit. 

Someone who would break the trend that I am so good at following.

We hit it off right away. 

Once we realized our mutual love and obsession for Eminem
(the rapper, not the candy),

we knew we would get along just fine.

Plus he was not too bad looking and had the same sarcastic humor as me
that most guys I hang out with just can't keep up with.

So while my friend was at work, this boy was nice enough to hang out with me. 

We went to the local dairy farm and got some ice cream. 

So far so good with this one,
but then he gets a call from his ex...

He just told me they broke up a few months ago and 

that she has things he wanted back. 

Well this was the call in which they needed to discuss this issue. 

Right at that moment. 

While I was with him.

He took the call with an awkward, 

'I really need to take this call, but I feel bad leaving you, 
but I kind of have no choice' look on his face. 

Since I am so easy going, 

I said "It's all good, I'll just chill here."

So he walked across the street to have the, "give me my shit back" talk. 

While I sat on the curb. 

Eating my ice cream.

Alone.

For 20 minutes.

For whatever reason, I continued to hang out with this boy up until just recently. 

Apparently being ditched on a curb, alone, will not raise a red flag to me anymore.

I guess I must be getting use to this whole relation-shit thing,

so much so that I don't even realize I am in one until it's too late.

Should have seen that puppy comin'...