Thursday, December 17, 2009

Thanksgiving Day - Drunkstick Anyone?

So Thanksgiving day S stays home and is just going to drink, watch football and eat by himself. He’s totally content to do so. I have plans with Tracy and I think D has plans with her family too. I return home later that night by myself. I know both of them are there because their cars are in the driveway. My intentions are to come into the house, go to the bathroom to take out my contacts and do my nightly routine, then go into my room and hit the hay.

As I enter the house I hear scurrying and then D’s door slamming shut from the living room. I then hear two voices (male and female) in D’s room laughing and talking. I realize that it’s not Karl A.K.A. Sugar Daddy (because he never comes over) and it’s not Bob.

I go to bed and wake up and go to work on Friday. When I return home that night I get greeted by D.

[D]: Hey Cindy, how was your Thanksgiving?
[Cindy]: It was really nice
[D]: Did you spend it with Tracy and the boys
[Cindy]: Yes. It was great.
[D]: Can I ask you a question?
[Cindy]{Thinking}: UGH!
[Cindy]: Yes
[D]: Do you think a person can get so drunk that they can’t remember anything the next day?
[Cindy]: I’m sure that can happen
[D]: Because S was really drunk when I got home yesterday
[Cindy]:Oh, S can get that drunk for sure. I know that for a fact, he has had small parties here after bar hours and barely remembers coming home
[D]: Oh, ok….because last night he was telling me how hot I was and how he would throw me on the bed and….
[Cindy]: Did you and S sleep together?
[D]: OMG no, but I think he wanted to

So I leave it at that wondering if my two roommates got it on. Then it dawned on me…the other voice the night before it was S. Totally S. So they did sleep together or at the very least returned favors. Here is how it got confirmed for me. Later that same night after D had left S came downstairs to go to work.

[S]: Hey Cindy is D home?
[Cindy]: Nope, hey, I hear you got pretty drunk yesterday
[S]: Oh?...yeah I did. I just watched football all day and got trashed
[Cindy]: Fun times
[Cindy]{Thinking}: How can I get him to admit this? LOL
[S}: So did you talk to D?
[Cindy]: Yep, she said you were drunk and wondered if you’d remember anything today. She also said you were hitting on her a little bit. Too funny dude.
[S]: Yeah, she was hitting on me too though.
[Cindy]: Did you guys do it?
[S]: No, but she was asking me about if I was dating exclusively or not (FYI second time she's asked him that)
[Cindy]: Oh, I see
[S]: Ok, I gotta go….later
[Cindy]: Bye

So now I’m totally 100% convinced that they did something Thanksgiving night. So for anyone that’s keeping score, that’s another notch in D’s bedpost. ICK!

I don’t think that I can look S in the eyes anymore. I seriously hope that I never walk in on anything between them. If I do, I might just have to go blind! What I love is how they both felt the need to give me some strange cover story. Maybe more on this topic later…..

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