Jul 28, 2008 20:49
Everyone is too busy for me right now, except for my fiancé. But since he's the reason I'm upset, I'll settle for the healing of LiveJournal... and rum.
I got my first tattoo today. Its really pretty. I took Todd with me. He was quiet the whole way there. I asked if he was ok. He said he was just tired. He made some smartass comment when we got there and then said nothing the rest of the time. Gave no input to the design. Just sat, staring at his phone the whole time. Didn't even come check on me. We walked to the car in silence. When we got inside I said, "If you didn't want to come you should have said so at the house."
His reply? "I wanted to... Is it supposed to look that Mexican? Looks like it should say 'garcia' on it."
"Thanks a lot, Todd."
"I just think it was a bad decision."
Cause that's exactly what someone wants to hear about something permanent on their body. He didn't even ask if I was ok. We didn't say a word after pulling out of the parking lot. When we got back to my house, I went inside and he walked straight home.
Just in case you read this: thanks for ruining this for me. I've been looking forward to it for a long time. Maybe if you weren't being such a brat about it, I would have asked for your opinion.
I'll talk to you when you're ready to apologize.