It's a lesson that I have learned and keep having to re learn over and over again.
The characters never change ever. The cast yes, but never the characters. It's rather like Whitney houston and Deborah Cox's song. Same Script; Different Cast.
Usually I play the gullible bank freak outcast that wants desperately to be friends with all the cool people at the expense of her dignity. The one that always, always, always ends up broken and alone.
I think this time I will play the band geek that already knows the lesson and sits back as the rest of the idiots in the drama play out their parts.
So... The cast of characters:
- The wife... aka the cheerleader
- The Husband... aka that guy, the cool one that every girl wants (Or so he thinks)
Caught up? Good.
So the band geek became friends with both Th Guy and the The Cheerleader. In truth, she kinda liked Guy more because he told the truth all the time whether you wanted to hear it or not. And at one point the band freak was so super horney that she actually flirted with The Guy. But here's where the drams begins to unfold. The Guy turned her down and eventually the Freak found what she needed (which was basically a quick fuck somewhere) and she simply settled for The Guy's friendship because as stated before she actually respected him. Meanwhile the Freak was occasionally hanging out with the Cheerleader but the more she did, the more she realized she was the beard. The one that covers up. When the cheerleader wanted to go out and screw the nearest dick, she basically told people she was hanging out with the freak. When she was truly in trouble and stranded with the dick du jour, the freak did the good friend thing and went to the rescue.
But then the cheerleader slipped up and showed her batshit crazy side. By this point The Guy had already left and kept trying to make a break but the Cheerleader held things over him.
About a year and half passed and the Freak no longer talks to the Cheerleader but sees The Guy often. The freak still actually respects The Guy more from getting to know him. So she actually tells The Guy about the night that the Cheerleader was stranded at the motel with the dick du jour. Oops! The Guy, while claiming that he knew the shit that the Cheerleader was in, didn't actually know that.
Damn that Band Freak!
The Guy ran straight to the Cheerleader to tell her what the Band freak said and as predicted, the cheerleader cussed the Band Freak out.
End of Drama.
Screw the names and the tags. I knew that eventually the word would get to the wife that I told. After she put a not so veiled Fuck you on facebook, I knew that the extremely long and blown out text was coming. I figured it would either be a text on my phone or a message on Facebook. Whichever served the purpose. She chose text.
OMG I was so relieved. I could go on with my life.
Except for one thing.
SHE ACTUALLY THINKS I WANT HER HUSBAND. THAT I WANT HER HUSBAND TO BE MINE.
That's the one thing I can't get over. Because it seems that the both of them think this. For some reason they both seem to think that I want a relationship with the Guy.
The Guy has a certain charm about him. He demands respect just by being who he is, that it true but the Guy has a serious downfall. he thinks that women who try to be his friend only are doing so because they want a taste of the guy.
I want a quick fuck from him in late 2014 maybe early 2015. After that I wanted nothing but friendship. But she's worked it up in her mind that betraying her secrets I'm trying to get her out of the picture and put myself in.
I have no words. I really don't. I can't for the life of me see how she has held onto this belief for so damn long. Or how he has. No matter how many times I go over it in my head I just don't get it. Maybe I flirt unconsciously when I talk? Maybe I'm too friendly with men? Dafuq?!?
So like I said, we never leave high school. There will always be the one that plays the part of the band freak who just wants friends. There will always be a plastic little spastic that gets high and fucks anything that can fit in her holes. There will always be that Guy that thinks if a female is nice to him it must be because she wants him between her legs. The Cheerleader will always think that every woman wants her man because she is so damn insecure.
To hell with them. To hell with them all. Fuck it, I haven't be apart of any band in nearly twenty years so even fuck the Band freak role. I'm just me and I think I have learned the lesson of high school never ends.
So I'm at the point where if I never speak to either of them again my life will be so awesome. I realize that since I work with The guy, silence may be difficult but damn if I won't try.
MAn Fuck High School....
