Tuesday, March 21, 2006

You're In Good Hands With...

Once my body temperature started to rise to a safe level this evening after a very long and brutally cold walk home, I received a phone call from an old friend. I guess more than a friend though, it was from an ex. Now, most people would probably let that puppy head straight to voicemail, but not me. I have really only had two girlfriends in the past few years, or what I would call adult relationships. This timely phone call happened to be from one of them…

We speak what seems like every month or so. Unfortunately, she always seems to call when she’s having problems with her boyfriend. I know I’ve mentioned it before, but I’m not sure how or why I always seem to be the consummate counselor to my friends. She’s been dating this guy for almost two years, but every so often her name pops up on my caller ID and I hear her voice and then their latest issue. The dilemma behind tonight’s phone call was about the tiny little annoying things a significant other does that drives you up the wall. But as I mentioned they had been together for almost two years, so it seemed pretty late in the game for these issues to have any staying power.

After all, I think it’s those very same enounces and quarks that we end up loving because they are part of what makes that person…that person. I think the tolerance of these idiosyncrasies is when you really know you’re with the right person. After all, if all of those tiny annoyances came up on the first date I highly doubt that dessert and coffee would be an option. But when being with someone for a long period of time, his or her strange oddities are bound to come out sooner or later. And once they do, and the will, it’s up to us to decide how bad they really bother us. It’s like buying a used car, (sorry nobody is a brand new model, never been driven off the lot before, at this age) that looks great, drives great, handles well, but everyone once in a while it picks its teeth or slurps its soup. You’re still going to get that car if it makes you feel good, if it makes you feel comfortable and if it is going to go for another 100,000 miles. Right?

But then again, I don’t have the best luck with women and couldn’t tell you the difference between a spark plug and a break pad so who am I…

Thanks for listening

4 Comments:

At 10:27 AM , Anonymous K. Rust said...

Oh man... the ex call to gripe about thier current b/f makes me want to kick and punch!

 
At 12:00 PM , Blogger Paige Jennifer said...

Comment #1: A true friend calls not only when they need something. Seeking counsel on a current flame from a former flame is borderline tacky. Like gold lame tacky.

Comment #2 (written a month ago but never posted - and since you're blue, you earned it):

There’s this guy. Just some guy. I can’t get any more specific. Not because I’m looking to protect his identity but because I don’t really know anything about him. Nonetheless, he’s got this odd ability to inspire me from afar as I pursue my pen and paper dreams. And the beauty of it all is that this guy has nothing to gain from helping me. His effort reminds me that being able to give with nothing to gain is a great trait, made greater when the giving is done blindly to a stranger. This guy isn't just some guy. He's one heck of a person.

 
At 12:12 PM , Blogger Just Some Guy said...

Wow!!! Thank you so much! Seriously I have not even wanted to write the past few nights, but it's 'leave-behinds' like this one that makes writing every night, time worth it no matter the content, tone, or effect on others!

Thank you again for the kind words!

 
At 4:36 PM , Blogger swandad said...

I agree with both commenters:

1) Getting dating advice from an ex is strangly weird on a number of levels.

2) You are a good writer, so suck it up and keep going with it.

3) Sounds like you and Ms. Paige should finally get together and "compare notes"..... for chrissakes!

NUFF SAID

 

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