I've been seeing him everywhere lately. The grocery store, the front yard--he pulled me over once. Did I mention that he's a state trooper? I was really surprised when I handed him a PBA card that he signed himself. Philip gave it to me, but never mentioned who it came from. Talk about embarrassing. I felt like a stupid idiot. Philip shook his head, and said that he told me, but I swear that I never heard those words come out of his mouth. I think that I would have remembered that the idiot next door was a State Trooper.
I'm getting off task here. Anyway, back to the gym. Theresa wanted to meet him, probably because she saw him take off his shirt like he was a Chippendale's dancer. I agreed to do it, but then after I introduced them, I walked away because I didn't want to watch him show off his muscles and the screaming eagle tattoo on his right arm--I've seen that routine before, and I'm not impressed! Big mistake. He somehow invited himself to drinks at Spiders, which is the name of a restaurant in the mall where we usually hang out after the workout. I was pissed!
But after Chloe and Theresa left the table to visit the Ladies room, I realized that a had a rare opportunity. I was able to tell him what I really thought of him. I did not hold back, and I think that I surprised him a bit. I called him a thoughtless playboy and several other choice insults that seemed to flow freely from my mouth...everything that I have been thinking about and holding back since he moved in. It was cathartic! I feel like I've gone through therapy.
Of course, he took his turn as well, and he wasn't very nice, so I ended up throwing an entire glass of iced tea in his face. I really don't want to go into detail about what he said, but trust me, he deserved it. Lets just say that it is amazing what comes out of his mouth. I wish that I had soap.
Still think I won, though. You should have seen the shocked look on his face! You don't mess with Victoria Wilder! Score one for the good guys!
