Wednesday, 10 June 2009

  • He Butt-Dialed Me

    Miss Rhino

    There is something I just can't stop thinking about. And it will kill me unless I talk it out. Don't judge me (too harshly). Here we go...

    Ever had one of those all-consuming relationships? I'm not talking an actual relationship. Not a boyfriend just...that someone. That someone in your life that takes over all of your thoughts and actions and you can't stand being with him but can't wait until he calls again. He could be the meanest anyone has ever been to me, and I would still beg for his forgiveness. Or he could be the sweetest, most caring person I have in my life, and I couldn't imagine not having him around. It's twisted, that's for sure. Even when we stopped hooking up, he was a big part of my life. He talked to me about everything, his new girlfriend, his family problems, his own problems, everything. But being friends with him was exhausting,  and there was always some level of unresolved (romantic) business between the two of us.

    It's been about five years, and we've just recently stopped talking. At first I was glad. It was a pretty destructive relationship when you take a look at it. He had way too much power over my emotions, and he knew exactly what to do with it. I dedicated myself to avoiding falling into his trap again. So when I got back to my hometown (which we share), I tried my best to steer clear of his usual haunts. On the bright side, it gave me a reason to stay far away from the gym.

    But then he butt-dialed me.

    I saw his number flash across the screen and stared at it in shock. I picked up after a few rings, but he had already hung up. I called him back, and he didn't answer.

    So he butt-dialed me. He doesn't actually want to talk to me or see me. He would have picked up my call if he did, or at least called me back later. Pathetic. But it just kept nagging me. And then I remembered that he had a Blackberry. His butt would have had to click the correct letter on the key board, scroll all the way down to my name, and then press send in order for him to accurately butt-dial me. That's a whole lotta gyrating if you ask me. With ample effort from both cheeks I'm sure!

    So is this just another game he is playing with me? That's not such a far-fetched idea. He's been known to do things like this before. He knows I'm back in town. Is he making sure I haven't forgotten him? If that was his plan, it worked. Now I can't stop thinking about the call and if he will make another move. I've even put my own Blackberry under my tush to see if I could maneuver a task like that. I swear it's impossible.

    So what do you think?  Am I acting crazy? I should probably file it under "Unresolved and I Don't Care" and move on. I swear I'm usually more level-headed when it comes to things like this. But have you ever had someone in your life that had bizarre mind-control powers over you/your heart? Yikes is all I can say. 

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