I can't figure it out
Yesterday morning, my roommate is getting ready to go to work. I took the day off to study for a life-altering exam. I was a little aggravated that he hadn't left sooner because I couldn't really concentrate until he left and I was alone. Finally, he was going to leave. And here's what happened:
We're both standing at the kitchen counter; I'm serenely stirring coffee and he's taking his medicine or something. And he's being his usual sassy self, pointing to the dirty dishes in the sink, saying, "Those better not be here when I get home."
And I say, "They won't be, but not because you said that."
"That's what I thought, woman," he says.
"Don't make me fling coffee on you," I retorted.
"You wouldn't. You don't have it in you."
"I would, and I do."
"No you don't."
"Yes, I do."
"No you don't."
And then...
...I flicked my spoon toward him, spattering him and his nice, white shirt with coffee drops.
Time froze.
He stared at me, agog. I looked back, cringing.
I put my coffee spoon in the sink and hurried off to my room and closed the door, thinking, "What have I done?" I waited to hear him leave, which he did, presumably after he changed his shirt.
Now, naturally, I couldn't study at all. I fired off an email to him, apologizing:
"Ooh, I'm really sorry. Occasionally, every 4 years or so, I do something I can't believe I did. I don't know why I did it; it wasn't out of maliciousness. Please don't think it was. I really don't know why I did it, but I'm so, so sorry. I will be squirreled away in my room this evening, hiding from you."
The last time I did something like this was when I unplugged the radio during B. MacDonald's favorite song. I didn't think it was a big deal, but he hated me forever afterward. I was worried it would be the same with my roommate.
I anxiously checked my email a couple of times as I fretfully studied, and there was no reply. "Oh, shit," I thought. Then, the third time I checked it, he had replied:
"you soo crazy!!!... lol
naw. i respect you now more than ever. it's like the saying " If you don't say what you mean, then you will never mean what you say. And you should always mean what you say." It's not often people do what they say. I say things, but I back down, or find some way out of it. You should always do what you say. Or not say you will do it."
wtf?
I will never understand him.
We're both standing at the kitchen counter; I'm serenely stirring coffee and he's taking his medicine or something. And he's being his usual sassy self, pointing to the dirty dishes in the sink, saying, "Those better not be here when I get home."
And I say, "They won't be, but not because you said that."
"That's what I thought, woman," he says.
"Don't make me fling coffee on you," I retorted.
"You wouldn't. You don't have it in you."
"I would, and I do."
"No you don't."
"Yes, I do."
"No you don't."
And then...
...I flicked my spoon toward him, spattering him and his nice, white shirt with coffee drops.
Time froze.
He stared at me, agog. I looked back, cringing.
I put my coffee spoon in the sink and hurried off to my room and closed the door, thinking, "What have I done?" I waited to hear him leave, which he did, presumably after he changed his shirt.
Now, naturally, I couldn't study at all. I fired off an email to him, apologizing:
"Ooh, I'm really sorry. Occasionally, every 4 years or so, I do something I can't believe I did. I don't know why I did it; it wasn't out of maliciousness. Please don't think it was. I really don't know why I did it, but I'm so, so sorry. I will be squirreled away in my room this evening, hiding from you."
The last time I did something like this was when I unplugged the radio during B. MacDonald's favorite song. I didn't think it was a big deal, but he hated me forever afterward. I was worried it would be the same with my roommate.
I anxiously checked my email a couple of times as I fretfully studied, and there was no reply. "Oh, shit," I thought. Then, the third time I checked it, he had replied:
"you soo crazy!!!... lol
naw. i respect you now more than ever. it's like the saying " If you don't say what you mean, then you will never mean what you say. And you should always mean what you say." It's not often people do what they say. I say things, but I back down, or find some way out of it. You should always do what you say. Or not say you will do it."
wtf?
I will never understand him.