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Monday, January 19, 2009

A morning of drama followed by an afternoon of cell phone drama

My goodness, I think this is better than a soap opera. Passions, eat your heart out!

Yesterday morning, on January 18, 2009, *Raoul and *Rupert wanted to go and work out and do my class. So, I called them in the morning to verify that they were coming, and left enough room so that after their dawdling, I would get to the gym on time. After my last experience with Rupert stopping at a particular Tim Horton's to get mocca and two breakfast sandwiches, I learned from that lesson. It turns out that Rupert couldn't find his shorts, and so we had to go to his house to find them. Then, after a couple minutes of searching, he changes his mind and decides not to go work out at all.

It gets more soap opera-esque. In the afternoon, Raoul, my friend and I go to brunch. During our meal, we get a phone call from Rupert stating that his new Ipod, the one that he just bought (well, he didn't even buy, it was paid for by Rupert, so technically speaking, the one that Rupert just bought) is not working, and he is asking for the receipt because he wants to go back to the store to exchange it (or refund it or something like that). Also, Rupert stated that this had to be done TODAY (i.e. Sunday), because it couldn't wait. Raoul informed Rupert that he was finishing his meal, and he can go and check to see if he had his receipt at home soon. We go home after the meal, and Raoul does not find the receipt. When Rupert calls again, he demands that the Ipod be exchanged - even though no one has receipt. Raoul tried to say that once his credit card bill comes in, he can use that as proof of purchase for the Ipod. That, apparently, is not good enough, as Rupert does not want to wait a month. He wanted his Ipod to picked up immediately so that Raoul could fix the problem. When Raoul informed Rupert that he couldn't pick it up now, because he was already at Best Buy, Rupert got pissy and hung up on Raoul.

At dinner time, Raoul invited Rupert over, and we had a relatively simple dinner. Part of our dinner was having mild Buffalo wings. I think Raoul cooked a full box (so about 30 wings), along with chicken strips and tomato couscous. Let me give you the breakdown of the wing distribution. Raoul had one, I had about six. Guess where the rest went? Also, when Rupert eats wings, he doesn't make sure that all the meat gets eaten. He just eats the centre half (I wouldn't even give 2/3), and the other stuff, he just leaves on the bone.

How does one manage to put up with someone like this, while non dramatic guys like me are perpetually single?

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