Saturday, November 21, 2009
Tea and ladies
Why don't men call when they say they're going to call? What is up with that? I hate it and I probably will never understand it. It frustrates me and I feel unloved, insignificant and neglected. Thank God for girlfriends and afternoon tea and tiny scones with devon cream and tea in teapots with teacups and saucers and strainers and all the dainty things that make me happy. Also, I am looking forward to copious amounts of alcohol tonight. (By copious, I mean two drinks).
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Because we don't attach the same importance to communication that's not primarily intended to impart information? Because we're all asshats? I don't know. I don't understand the value of high teas or get excited about shoes or throw pillows, either.
I'm with asshat for the guys that are interested in you. For the guys that aren't, it's because they are too scared NOT to say "I'll call you!" - even when they don't mean it.
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