SHAFTWAXER

I clicked on the wrong thing in my instant messanger client and ended up bringing up a conversation I had with somebody exactly 2 years ago. I think it nicely outlines how far things have come over the last 2 years for me personally. Suffice it to say, this is my ex, not the woman I’m engaged to. What the fuck was I thinking?

S: fucking a
T: what?
S: haven’t talked with the girlfriend for most of the week
S: she’s been leaving me alone so i can get shit done
S: so i thought i would be nice and drop by tonight, i had some time
S: she wasn’t there, i leave a note
S: she calls back and is shitty
S: i don’t need that shit
T: biatch…lay the smack down
S: there are only a few people who really get what’s going on right now
S: keeping all you [clients] happy is fucking hard
T: was she shitty because she missed you, or shitty because you are working?
S: she doesn’t understand how i don’t have any time to see her
S: disappointed that she wasn’t there, shitty that i’m working
T: i see
S: and she starts almost grilling me on my daily schedule
S: no i wont go to church with you
T: haha
S: i mean fuck. i get up, i work
S: that’s all my life is right now
S: lay fucking off

Fun fact about this girl. Aside from calling my mother for 3 or so months after we broke up, she ended up meeting some guy on a group date mid-February. By the end of March, they were engaged. By mid July, knowing each other for 5 months, they were married. But it’s alright, she prayed on it. Honestly, I hope she’s happy and that this isn’t a giant fucking mistake in her life. Then again, she can do whatever the fuck she wants, I’m not part of her life anymore.

Thankfully.

I definitely traded up. WAY up.