It's been a minute since I've ranted, and I think that my past week's experiences are well worth sharing with random people I don't know.
A few months ago I met this man, *Mohammed. Now he and I have be talking for a while. Off the bat he told me that he lived with his ex and they were parting ways once the lease was over in 3 months. I respected that honesty, I mean most men now a days like to forget shit that will come out later. Anyway, because he was willing to say that, I was willing to give him what I like to call, time of day. We began talking daily, meeting up once I got of off work, and just chilling with one another. I mean I want to say I let my guard down and really began to feel this man. We were vibing on a whole other level.
Until...
One late night/early morning (i get off work @ 2:30am) I was supposed to go pick up Muhammed and go to Wal*Mart for my random Kee needs. As I was pulling out of the parking lot there was a call from a number I didn't know at 2:35am. Who is it? Muhammed's ex calling my phone asking for him. (WHAT!?) Now I'm a real relaxed gal, don't take to much to heart but a female calling for a man on my phone? Unless she's a relative or a hiring manager wtf is she doing calling me?? This started a night of constant calls, texts and voice mails. All this just to talk to Mohammed? Are you crazy? Do you realize that you're calling another woman about your ex? Anyway, I tried to dismiss it and give him a second chance. What did the second chance show? NOTHING! Now I've left out alot of drama, mainly because most people don't want to read too long.
Two weeks ago, I decided to leave Mohammed alone. Today a girl calls me asking for some variation of my name. I told her she had the wrong number, then she said "Oh, I'm calling for Mohammed"...you still have the wrong number!! We hang up and about 45 seconds later, the same number calls but who's voice is on the phone? Mohammed. I swear, I thought that I was out of school. I'm a cool 23 year old young woman, he's almost 30, his pseudo ex is in her 40's. Why do I get the dramatics?
Well this is my synopsis of my knowing Mohammed. Stay tuned for the current saga I'm in with, let's call him *Derrick...
*names changed to protect privacy (plus it's a small ass world man!)
