dealing with an imbecile
take one

she glanced down at her phone as it rang, the name of a certain somebody that she despised displayed. she looked up at the sky and thought, "why?". in the moments of the next 2 rings she remembered how it felt to work up the courage to call a man only to be sent to voice mail.
she: hello ______.
he: hey baby, i miss you.
she: you miss me? how so?
he: well, i just miss you. all of you.
she: but, you don't even know me.
he: yes, i do know you. and i like it all.
she: no, you don't know me. we had one date, and it was awful.
he: it wasn't awful- we had a lot of fun! we are such a good match, how don't you see that?
she: we did not have fun. i had a miserable time. in fact, i distinctly remember telling you that 'i hate you' multiple times during dinner. and then, i left the dinner early and when you followed me to my car i told you to not walk near me or talk to me.
he: oh babe, don't be like that. fine, maybe we got into a couple of arguments. BUT, after that night we NEVER argued again!?!
she: that's because i refused to hang out with you again.
he: well, whatever. maybe you just needed another drink to get used to me.
she: _____, i shouldn't have to get drunk to be able to hang out with someone. listen, let it go. and with that, i have to go. take care.
he: babe, wait---
click.