"Who cares what this bitch and her boyfriend said to you. I told you it was a bad idea to fall in love with a whore! Do you remember that?" Why do I call uncle Ned when I am feeling down? Sharing my thoughts with him tends to only make things worse. "Ned, I don't care what anyone says. I love this girl! We are meant to be together. I am tired of fucking waiting! I don't care if I have to go to California and knock the asshole she is with out. I want to be with her!" I tell him with all the bravado I can muster in my tone.
There are a few romantics left in the world. Unfortunately, uncle Ned ain't one of them. "Jethro or Rob or whatever you go by nowadays. Are you really that stupid? Jesus, you need to have your head examined. How long have you been chasing this bitch?" I hate when he says disparaging things about Roxy. I have asked him on a number of occasions to change his tone, he never does - "Look, Ned, I know it looks pathetic to most people. But dammit, when you love someone you love someone," I then go on to add, "There is no timetable. I am positive that one of these days she will come around and realize the two of us are meant to be together."
Ned doesn't buy the hooker with a heart of gold act, and told me so - "Let's sum things up moron. And correct me if I am wrong. You have known Roxy for quite a while, Right?" I nod my head yes to his query, "Now in that time she has fucked just about every guy in Las Vegas and half the guys in San Diego. Am I not correct?" His brutal honesty was more than I could take. "Ned, I know her profession isn't the most noble in the world. But it's Las Vegas. It's not like she is living in Podunk, sipping grape soda and eating fried chicken all day long. Things are different, especially for women, in this neck of the woods,"
After my reply the line went silent for a moment and then he says this, "Hold on, let me flip the channel to the Oprah network. They always have idiots like you being featured. 'Oh my girl doesn't love me anymore' or 'I am a fucking idiot' or 'My name is Jethro and I am stupid.' Goddamn, you would fit right in with the clowns on this channel." Immediately after his statement the two of us break into a few moments of uncontrollable laughter, after it quells, he tells me this. "Brain surgeon, I have better things to do then listen to your hard luck stories. Call back when you want to talk about something other than your shortcomings with women."
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