Update: Suave Beefy Guy and I had some miscommunication and I am sorry to say, we didn't end up meeting up.
However, I did talk to Insecure Boy this week. Because I had such a bad week and I knew he'd listen. And he did.
Shit. I can't be friends with Insecure Boy...because I still like him.
Here's the story of Monday night:
8:00pm Meet Chard for dinner...I'm late because I literally parked three miles away. Chard saved my spot in line and I had to cut in front of a blind woman at Chipotle. Niiiiice, Clumsy. Way to go.
9:00pm Chard and I walk into Nordstrom so Chard can get makeup. She tells me she only needs to get blush and nothing else. Chard immediately heads to eyeshadow. Me, being the good friend, says, "www.youonlyneedblush.com." The lady laughs at us and I successfully keep Chard in the blush section.
10:00pm Home. In bed. Wow. Fun Night. Reading a book. It's pretty good. Dozing a little.
10:30pm Cayla, my roommate leaves to go out.
12:30am I hear my phone ringing, it says Cayla on my Caller ID. I almost don't pick up, but maybe she's locked out.
Clumsy: Hello?
Bellowing Male Voice: Hello, is this Clumsy, Cayla's roommate?
Clumsy: (Mild panic attack ensues...was she in a car accident? DUI? ) Uh, yeah.
Bellowing Male Voice: Clumsy, this is Officer Shesintrouble and I've got Cayla with me and she's pretty wasted. Could you come pick her up? I'd rather not have to arrest her, but I'll have to if you can't pick her up.
Clumsy: Yes, of course, Officer Shesintrouble, I'll be there in 15 minutes. I'm so sorry.
So, I put on a sweatshirt over my pjs and head to pick her up on a street corner. When I arrive, it's almost 1am and she's in the back of the police car. I introduce myself to Officer Shesintrouble and I can see Cayla puking in the cop car.
Shit.
She's screaming at the cops to let her out. They say they are going to take her in. Officer Shesintrouble sees that I am super stressed and says I can take her home if I can get her to shut up. He tells me the only reason he let her go home with me is because I was so polite to them.
I tell her to shut her trap and I put her pukey self in the car.
I'm going to be a great freaking mom some day.
I stay up til 4am making sure she isn't choking on vomit or puking in the living room.
In the morning, Cayla walks in my room and wakes me up at 6:45am with a "What the hell happened last night?"
"Um, I saved your sorry ass from being arrested?"
"Where's my car?"
"Dude, I have no idea."
"Can I borrow your car to see if mine was towed? I'll be back before eight when you have to leave."
"Yeah, but it's a really important day at work, so you HAVE to be back."
At 8:30am she finally calls me...she's not even close. At 8:50am, I finally head to work. Tired, pissed, and without a thank you.
And that was Tuesday.
And Tuesday -- I got to go to WICKED. Which thankfully, was amazing and made me feel a ton better.
11 comments:
Your roomie is a thankless hooch. At least we had fun grabbing "quality" food at chipoodle. Sorry about the whole blindlady thing, she seriously walked in right before you did.
I wonder who could be your new rommie...
I'm probably one of a few straight men that won't read that and think that Wicked is a strip club... (Yes, I know it's a musical, and I've even seen it)
Now that I've said that, WICKED would be a great name for a strip club... I'm going to remember that one down...
As for your roomie, she sounds like trouble. I have to say that you're probably a better friend than I for going and saving her ass.
First of all, is that a huge palette of every eye shadow color ever? And what brand is it? Because if it's MAC or Smashbox or something, I am going to start saving my money this instant (or, okay, next month) to buy it.
And also, is this par for the course with your roommate? Because girl needs a talking to!
Ugh, everyone has that one friend who you constantly (and thanklessly) have to bail out.
Shoot, I was that friend from 1999-2001 (dark days), but I have been repayed in kind, and roomie will too, one day.
You are a good friend, and that's better than being bitter and spiteful. Less poison to live with.
FFS - your roommate needs a class on how to grow up! I'd be sooo pissed...
OK do tell the rest of the story. Did she find her car?
PS: Mondays suck so please do keep us entertained, LOL!
sometimes being the "nice roomie" is over rated and gets no credit.
on the other hand ... it sure has great stories to tell everyone!
Wow, can't believe you saved her butt from the cops and lent her your car and still no thank you? It is definitely within your right to say something! And I agree that Wicked is awesome!
She owes you drinks.
Like. A lot of drinks.
iI don’t know, but I don’t really like this Cayla person…lol @ www.youonlyneedblush.com. Anyone who believes that they can go shopping for a specific thing with a girlfriend is trippin’…that’s why I hate malls.
www.Iloveeyeshadowtoomuch.com
PS: your roomie doesn't know how good she's got it with a roomie like you!
Chard: I wonder too! Haha.
Stormin: I would got to a WICKED strip club.
Sequined: I think it might be smashbox...
Maiden: Glad you are no longer in your dark days...
Technodoll: She found her car...mother chucker.
Princess: Totally overrated. You are right.
Passionista: We haven't spoken of it since.
So@24: She owes me drinks...but I hope she won't be drinking.
Msp: Malls are funny.
M: No she doesn't!
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