So my GF and I meet up after my 14 hours at the job. Having sent a text message earlier in the day asking " Where are we going tonight." I let her know that we had a big day at the company, but if she would give me a little bit to transition we could met up and somewhere chill and hang out a bit.
we meet up at the local watering hole, I order a pitcher. For about five minutes she fiddles with her phone, ( the one I happened to give her that has a huge piece of fruit displayed on it) and she looks up and say "I don't like the new update wish I had not messed with it." A few minutes go by and a bar patron brushes buy her gently in passing. He promptly applogized for his lack of balance; aftwards she states "See thats why I hate sitting here," referring to the table. I explain well as soon as they clean the tables over there we can switch. So we get up and move, blah blah blah and she continues to fiddle with her phone setting and such with her side/back to me.
A few minutes go by, of course I am observing her fiddling and enjoying my brew. She finally grabs her keys out of her purse sets them on the table stating well if you are not going to talk to me I am going to go home. Well if you are going to leave at least finish your beer then we can leave together, was my reply. No just text me when you get home.
A. You walk out on me in public; don't expect any generousity on my part.
B. After 14 hours on the job, don't ask me to do diddly, more/less entertain you in coversation.
C. Be grateful you have a top of the line device paid for, with service
The female psyche, I don't know where they get off sometimes. I am begining to move them into the liability quadrant..
we meet up at the local watering hole, I order a pitcher. For about five minutes she fiddles with her phone, ( the one I happened to give her that has a huge piece of fruit displayed on it) and she looks up and say "I don't like the new update wish I had not messed with it." A few minutes go by and a bar patron brushes buy her gently in passing. He promptly applogized for his lack of balance; aftwards she states "See thats why I hate sitting here," referring to the table. I explain well as soon as they clean the tables over there we can switch. So we get up and move, blah blah blah and she continues to fiddle with her phone setting and such with her side/back to me.
A few minutes go by, of course I am observing her fiddling and enjoying my brew. She finally grabs her keys out of her purse sets them on the table stating well if you are not going to talk to me I am going to go home. Well if you are going to leave at least finish your beer then we can leave together, was my reply. No just text me when you get home.
A. You walk out on me in public; don't expect any generousity on my part.
B. After 14 hours on the job, don't ask me to do diddly, more/less entertain you in coversation.
C. Be grateful you have a top of the line device paid for, with service
The female psyche, I don't know where they get off sometimes. I am begining to move them into the liability quadrant..