1000 this morning, the phone rings. It's an 'ex' (the term adds a seriousness to the affair that never really existed) from many months ago.
"Hi. Do you know where I could buy an air mattress?"
"Erm...no..."
*a few minutes of chatter*
"OK, bye".
Click.
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1700 this afternoon, the phone rings again. It's a different 'ex' (see above) from a couple of months ago.
"Hi. My internet isn't working, what should I do?"
"Erm, call your provider?"
*a few minutes of chatter*
"OK, bye"
Click.
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What the hell is going on? I know rainy Saturdays can make people do crazy things, but this is a bit much. This oddness was exacerbated by the fact that I spent the afternoon hanging out with a different ex (a real one this time, not the ex though) who I hadn't seen in ages. Why emerge simultaneously? And why today?
*hope the ex doesn't call, asking where to buy a purple elephant*
P.S. I realise that this post may have somehow made me seem like some sort of womanising Casanova. I can assue you, that regardless of how much I try, this is not the case.
kendersrule
Pro




*giggle*
you're psychically calling out for sex? obviously this effects the people you've slept with more strongly...
Why am I feeling compelled to get on //another// plane?!