Okay I'm Weird...

"C" telephoned...

"Were you sleeping?" he asked.



"Earlier I was. I got home from work late and was worn out" I said.



"There was an open mic poetry thing going on tonight" he said.



"Ohh really?" I asked.


I was a bit surprised, because he hadn't mentioned it before. He'd said something about some famous Poetess/Singer coming to town this weekend.




"Could you hold on for a second?" he asked.




"Sure" I said.




Clear as a bell, he began talking with a girl in the background in a very flirtaceous sexylike voice...




"Be sure to listen to that CD I got for you, okay darlin?" he flirted.



"Ohh I sure will!" she flirted "I just can't wait to hear it!"



"I'm glad your enthusiastic! I hope you really enjoy it. Be sure to listen to number eight more than anything. People always tell me thats their most favorite one!" he flirted.



"Well I will be sure to listen to that one first cutie" she flirted.




"Bye now. See you soon" he flirted.




"See YOU soon" she flirted with a voice like honey...





"Hello" he said with his voice suddenly changing into a completely different tone.





"Oh hey" I said.




"So uhmmm" he said in a nervous voice as if he were trying to find the words to begin a conversation.




"I have to go, could I maybe give you a call some other time?" I asked.




"Uhmmm but-" he was attempting to say something.




"Talk to you some other time" I said before hanging up...




The End...





There were enough red flags to begin with.




Why did I keep talking to him?




Am I fucking crazy?




I am beginning to think my friends are right.



Maybe I do need to see a shrink.