Our Usual

As I was getting ready to go out on a first date with Patrick, Jew Boy called. When I was not thinking about him is when he surfaced. He was in the arena for the Big 12 Tournament with all of his friends. He made the call to talked shit to me because our teams were about to play each other. We fired back and forth at each other with much flirting. He said, "Well maybe you will see me later."

Jew Boy couldn't resist calling me after the game because my team lost. I answered saying, "I don't know if I want to take this call or not." He laughed and promised to me nice. He really just wanted to know if I want going out. I was with Patrick, but I didn't tell him that. I just said of course I am. He told me to call him later.

I met Patrick at a cool spot in Uptown. He was good looking, but a bit arrogant. He seemed really nervous and talked about himself a lot. There was were tons of red flags flying as he spoke about his X. Not normal.

As soon as Patrick got up to go to the bathroom, I texted Jew Boy to see if the last game was over yet. He didn't reply but called back. I couldn't answer with Patrick right beside me, so I escaped to the restroom. He said that he was driving back to Ft. Worth because after one beer his friends wanted to go home. I asked where they were. He said, "Quaterbar." Really? That is where I was. Patrick and I were sitting outside, so there was not a chance in hell that Jew Boy didn't see us. That is exactly why he didn't call me! I played stupid and said, "No shit, because that is where I am right now and have been all night. I said did you see me?" He said, "No if I had, I would be there with you right now." Bullshit, he saw me with another guy. I told him that I was out with an old friend from college. Even though he was almost home, he agreed to turn around and come back to my house.

I ended my date with Patrick and made my way home to play with Jew Boy. We listened to music and drank. And then Our Usual.