Rumor Has It

Third installment for the night... read on readers... read on!      

So, I went into the Watering Hole last week with Mase and for some reason I had a sinking feeling that Guy #1 was going to walk in because, oh you know, he doesn’t ever fucking go there anymore and it would just work out in my favor that the one night I am there with someone else, he would walk in and it would be terrifying and taunt me. 

            Of course I am sitting there with Sando and Mase and were chatting and bull shitting about nothing at all and I hear the door open behind me.  Honestly, there is an air about him and the way he does things, so I knew it was him without looking and only hearing the door open in such a way.  FML right?!

            So he doesn’t say anything other than ‘hey’ and the night rolls on.  There is no one in the bar that night except for me, Sando, Mase, and Guy #1, and obviously The Bartender.  I keep catching his eye because he is looking at me, and the crowd I am with, and he is kind of shooting me daggers like he actually gives a fuck what I do now.  Whatever, moving on.

            We go outside to smoke and decide to call it a night so I walk back inside to say good night and thanks to the Bartender and I kind of just wave to Guy #1.  His response to me is, “have a good night, Name”.  And gave me a half a smile and a wave.  It was actually quite pathetic, yet it was weird.  Weird because he didn’t say a damn thing to me all night and I could tell that he was upset about the fact that I was there with a dude and he didn’t think I could live without him.  I am not THAT sad.

            Whatever, so I go home with Mase and whatever, and then the next day I start getting phone calls from mutual friends of ours asking me if I have a boyfriend bla bla bla.  Being that I don’t in fact have one of those I deny the allegations made against me and I brush it off. 

            Saturday night rolls around and I am out with Regs and Leigh and Leigh asks me if I have a boyfriend. 

            “No, and what the fuck?  Why is everyone asking me this?”

            “Let’s just say that I heard it from someone who saw you out with a guy with tattoos and he isn’t happy about it.  He doesn’t like it.”

            “Only two people saw me out with someone.  FYI, that someone is NOT a boyfriend, I’m just saying.”

            “Well, I will tell you this; it wasn’t Bartender that told me this.”

            “Why does he care?!”

            “I don’t know what you’re talking about.  And I am not going to say anything more about it.”

            So, I didn’t say anything more because I don’t really know how to react to this.  It drops as a conversation piece and I am OK with it.  But the more I think about it, the more I wonder what the fuck is going on.  I mean; WHY tell your friends about it?  And why tell Leigh that you are upset about the fact that I am ‘seeing someone’ (which I am not). And why not ask me yourself!  I don’t know, I just don’t know. 

            But wait!  It gets better!  Another one of our mutual friends sees my sister out and about and asks her about my “boyfriend.”  He says to her that Guy #1 said I was intentionally doing this to make him jealous.  Really?  Well, maybe a little bit for a split second.  But I don’t know; why wouldn’t I throw it in his face for a second?  That would just be retarded. 

            Well, now I am primed up because I don’t know why he is bothering to go around town all upset about it and not say a damn thing to me about it.  I don’t know what it is that he wants.  But I can tell you what it is that I want.  I want him to shut the fuck up for a second and I want him to have a fucking adult conversation about everything. 

            I don’t think that’s too much to ask.  I would also like to say this; if there is any information or advise on this one, I would greatly appreciate it.  

           Not to mention this rumor mill bullshit has to stop.  Not only do I have a boyfriend, but I am also banging the Bartender.  Which is a hysterical thing to me.  Guess who is the one spreading this bull shit around?  My MOM!  (This is not a "mom joke" I wouldn't do a mom joke about my own mom and throw her on blast like that.  So seriously.  MY MOM!)  Not to mention she was telling Reg's dad about me and Mase the other night and how she is concerned about me.  Well, shit, I am concerned about me 100% of the time.  Ergo, I do what I want and I get what I want.  So suck it.  

           Napper Out.