Oct 09, 2007 18:41
Phone conversation between me and my roommate:
Me: Hey.
Her: What's up?
Me: I was just calling to see if you had rehearsal tonight or if you were coming home.
Her: I don't have rehearsal, but I'm hanging out with [a couple of her friends]... So I'll be home when I'm done with that.
Me: I just got home myself.
Her: Oh, what did you do today?
Me: I had a job. Actually, I'll tell you the whole story when you get home, if you want to hear it.
Her: I have a lot of reading to do when I get home, so tell me now.
Me: Jesus, that was pushy.
Her: What?
Me: It was like, 'I don't have time for you, Justin.'
Her: No, I have a lot of reading to do, and when I get home, I need to do it.
Me: Fine, whatever, I'll see you when you get home.
Her: Don't... Fine, whatever. Bye.
Maybe I am, but at the same time, I don't think I can adequately portray her tone here. It was not a friendly one, let me tell you. It even sounded like she really didn't care to talk to me. Gah.