"It's my goddamn birthday and you don't even have the fucking courtesy to spend it with me! Don't tell me you are setting on your stupid ass playing video games with all your loser friends. Don't fucking tell me that! It's my goddamn birthday you asshole!" Oh, young love, what a fantastic and volatile feeling. You know, I try not to butt into other people's business, but come on! This young lady, whom I'm guessing was all of twenty, maybe twenty one, was yelling like someone shot the pope. So, as you can imagine, it was hard to ignore when you are setting a booth over from her at Subway.
"It's my goddamn birthday and you are with your stupid idiot friends!" Just when I thought she couldn't get any louder or more belligerent...I thought wrong - "You fucking moron, you are supposed to spend my birthday with me and not your dope smoking loser friends. You stupid asshole! It's my goddamn birthday!" She falls silent for a moment and I hear the muttering of what I assume is her boyfriend on the other end of the phone. Moments later her face turns red in anger and she yells once again - "It's my goddamn birthday and you are with your loser friends. Fuck you!" At this point everyone in the place is staring at her...she could have cared less.
"It's my goddamn birthday," she yells yet again, "Why are you with your fucking loser friends when it's my goddamn birthday! Fuck off!" She finally hangs the phone up. After her fit of rage, I was for sure she was going to fly into a crying spell or something of that nature. Not the case at all - she calmly eats the rest of her sandwich, says a few things to herself and gets up to leave.
As I watch her leave, I start feeling sorry for her. It was obvious she was upset because someone she had feelings for forgot or didn't care it was her birthday (all of us have had an experience like that at one time or another). Anyways, I tell her happy birthday as she is walking out the door. It seemed like the right thing to do. (Here's where I think the story gets funny). Instead of smiling or saying thanks or anything of that nature, she looks at me with a blank stare and says - "I have to hear happy birthday from a complete stranger and my own goddamn fiancee won't even spend time with me on my own goddamn birthday!" She then walks out the door, gets in her car and drives away.
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