Monday
Listen, Monday, you've got some nerve. You don't call, you don't write, you don't even send me a text message for one full week. Then, all of a sudden, you arrived on my doorstep a few hours ago and you just expect me to drop everything for you?
You need a reality check. The world does not revolve around you, Monday. I understand you have a busy life, but I need more notice than this. I need a little more than a BS excuse like "Monday is the day after Sunday." Like I'm going to buy that? Please, I'm not a kid anymore.
You pop back into my life and demand attention right now? Who do you think you are, Friday night? Listen, you're just like the rest. Here today, gone tomorrow. But I'll be the one who's left to pick up the pieces.
Just go. Just get out of here. You have until the end of the day.
You need a reality check. The world does not revolve around you, Monday. I understand you have a busy life, but I need more notice than this. I need a little more than a BS excuse like "Monday is the day after Sunday." Like I'm going to buy that? Please, I'm not a kid anymore.
You pop back into my life and demand attention right now? Who do you think you are, Friday night? Listen, you're just like the rest. Here today, gone tomorrow. But I'll be the one who's left to pick up the pieces.
Just go. Just get out of here. You have until the end of the day.